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My pain is knowing that I can’t have you, I can’t have you. Tell me does she look at you the way I do? Try to understand the words you say and the way you move. Does she get the same big rush when you go in for a hug and our cheeks brush? Tell me am I crazy or is this more than a crush?
I catch my breath, the one you took the moment you entered the room. My heart it breaks at the thought of her holding you. Does she look at you the way I do? Try to understand the words you say and the way you move. Does she get the same big rush when you go in for a hug and our cheeks brush? Tell me am I crazy or is this more than a crush? Is it more than a crush?
Maybe I’m alone in this but I find peace in solitude knowing if I had, just one kiss, this whole room would be glowing, we’d be glowing. 
Tell me does she look at you the way I do? Try to understand the words you say and the way you move. Does she get the same big rush when you go in for a hug and our cheeks brush? Tell me am I crazy or is this more than a crush?




Beth, Ravenclaw house. I like reading, turtles, sci-fi and boho fashion.