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Bhae... You don't know how i feel about you. I get excited whenever you are around. Breathing the same air,  feeling the warmth of the sunny summer sun, walking the same paths we individualy take everyday. These are the words that only a hopless romantic can utter in secrecy. I am always wishing for the random sighting of your mystic face. Yah, that fucking face. Face etched deeply on my mind accompanied by a map of your body. -just a wishful thinker.