I dont know why I love you but I do,
Even though you dont seem to care.
I dont know why I care but I do,
Even though you wouldnt come see me if I was dying.
I dont know why I call you but I do,
Sometimes I just wish an "I love you" will pop up somewhere.
I dont know why I write you poems but I do,
It's not like they touch you like they do me.
I dont know why I have to explain it to you but I do,
It's not like you listening, or even understand.
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