I’ve been waiting for a sign from you all this time.
A hint, a faint glimmer.
I don’t think you even know me anymore; you’ve run away from me.
Things were going well between us... why did we stop talking?
You were my whole life, and you still would be if only you sent me a clear sign that you’re there; I can’t figure it out on my own.
This is my confession: I’m pouring out my feelings for you, and it seems like you don’t care.
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