you like me.

so you've said, i know.

but how am i meant

to do a thing about it

if i have no idea

who you are?

you have to tell me

before i can let you in.

but you're scared?

embarrassed, you said.

what do you think i'll do?

i can't laugh

it's not who i am.

but what i can do

if you'd just tell me your name

is i can give you a chance.

.

but the only way

that i can show you

is for you to tell me

who you are.

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a/n: not much explaining i can do for this one... i haven't got a clue about anything besides he (someone, somewhere) likes me. who, why, how... these escape my knowledge. i only wish he felt he could tell. what's the worst that could happen?