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She thinks of you at night.

At 3am when her mind wonders,

You are the one it wonders too.

She thinks of you

And how life would be like

If you thought of her too;

The way she thinks of you.

How it would feel to lay in your arms,

Your breathe on her neck,

To finally feel loved.

Even though 

She knows

Its hard 

To love someone

Who doesn’t love herself.