she boy girl crushing crush
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Loving you was my best mistake,
a beautiful affliction.
Nothing could have prepared
me for what was to come.
You came unexpected, filling a desire I never knew I
had.
There she is.
She stands at the corner and talks with some friends,
Not knowing the difference between begginning and end.
She talks and she talks as she strolls pas him,
Walking away and humming a hymn.
