Just Love

They all think that I love you,
Do I really or is it an illusion?
This strange feeling that wells when we talk,
The feeling that there's more to you than what I see.
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I may be confused and really messed up,
But I want to believe my heart won't lie.
My feeling is that I'll never be with you,
I just don't want to know it yet.
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It may be better we stay friends,
That I hide these feelings so you won't see;
My truth is the other dark secret that I hide,
I think that I may really love you…
Will you take me under your wing?