Every time I’m near him he stares at me,
when I look up to glance at his perfect face,
he looks down.
If he’s not interested in me, then why does he stare,
if he is interested, then why won’t he say anything to me?
Strange boy.
Every time I’m near him he stares at me,
when I look up to glance at his perfect face,
he looks down.
If he’s not interested in me, then why does he stare,
if he is interested, then why won’t he say anything to me?
Strange boy.
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