Every time I see you, I find you prettier than before;
Though I act normal, I am so insecure.
You got smoothest skin and you got that warming smile,
Girl you are perfect but I'll never admit so...
I am not so malicious...
Trust me not usually,
Somewhat kind and gentle,
But not a personification of feminity
We could have been good friends,
May be... May be... May be
Hanging out together every weekend
I might have liked you
May be... May be... May be
If you were not his love interest
Censored version ;-)
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