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No, you’re not everything to me at all
No, you are not the wind beneath my wings
No, I don’t wait by the phone till it rings
No, I don’t expect you to even call.
You don’t make me feel a hundred feet tall
Or make me melt like cold snow in the spring
I don’t think of you in songs that I sing
Or hope you’ll catch me when I start to fall
You are just a boy I have feelings for
You are just a friend who will make me blush
You are not everything I wanted and more
You are not amusing. I will not gush.
But I will kiss you when you hold the door
Every moment together, we won’t rush
Mixed - Sonnet
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