With a clobbered heart, I comfortably step aside. Cause I can't hold his hand and walk him into the odc, I can't draw him a picture of his favourite superhero(batman) asking him to turn it over, Neither can I declare my love for him in the middle of the canteen. I know how it'll end. because I know it's my chance now To explore this side of the tunnel. Love has been like a therapy and ignoring it, a lifetime of a habit. Now it's love's turn to settle scores with me. Its 3-1, and I am still winning... Game's over already, or should i be scared?
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