'Cause you're everywhere to me. And when I close my eyes, it's you I see. You're everything I know that makes me believe I'm not alone. I'm not alone.
Actually, he is everything I know that makes believe I am alone. But whatever. I don't love him, okay? I'm a stupid girl with a crush that thinks it's love because he paid the slightest bit of attention to me. It's not love.
Lalala, I still don't believe he remembers me.
He doesn't.
How would you know anyway?
You don't know what I know.
You don't know what I feel.
He doesn't remember me.
Wow, looks like a poem.
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