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Meant to be

I think about him,

I think about me,

and how we are so meant to be.

The looks he gives,

the way he touches,

now I know why I miss him so much.

If I ask him out,

there'd be so much at risk,

our friendship, our respect,

oh the thought of our first kiss.

So soft, so gentle,

so caring, so sweet,

I can't wait until our lips finally meet.

The night we met,

you were in my dreams,

my heart is with you,

just as it seems.

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