LOVING YOU

I want to be with you

When the sun goes up

And when the sun goes down.

I want to feel your eyes on me

Even when you're not around.

But that will never happen

Because you walk down the hall

And hardly ever look.

You know my name

But that's not much

You think I'm nice

But not quite your type

But don't worry

It's the story of my life.

Portia Fay.

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