LOVE is sharing your popcorn

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What is this feeling?
What is it called?
The way its makes me nervous
and the way it makes me fall...

For a boy who will never know my name
or ever hear me say
the words my lips are longing to breathe
every single day.

I try to forget
I try to ignore
the way you're caramel eyes
are always there to adore...

Whenever I walk by the stands
to stop and stare
at the face plastered on the cover
that I reluctantly tear.

No matter how hard I try
or how hard I fight
you're face haunts my dreams
but it feels so right...

When you put you're arms around me
and my fingers comb you're hair
It's so soft and smooth
but you don't seem to care.

I wish you knew
what this feeling was
so you could tell me
that you felt this because...

You dreamt of me too.

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