In the morning, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Bella grabbed her umbrella to get to school, as she walked out of the hostel the first
How do we explain this feeling
we are meant for each other?
It sounds funny but I knew him
Yet I have not seen him.
He may not understand that it is I but,
I'm convinced it is him.
He stole it already.
My heart beats for just one
My heart belongs to just one.
When he keeps denying, suppressing
The feelings keep compromising
And keeping my feelings suspending,
He stole it already.
He did without knowing already
now he ceases to recognize it is I
but something keeps telling
Him he has seen me.
Because he stole it already.
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