Sometimes I do think about him...
Sometimes I do wish to see him...
Sometimes I do wish to talk to him...
Sometimes I do dream about him...
Sometimes I do wonder what I like about him...
Sometimes I do doubt he knows my presence...
Sometimes I do have doubt in myself...
Sometimes I do doubt my ability...
Sometimes I do hope that someone will remind me that he and me are two different world people...
Sometimes I do like to forget about him...
Sometimes...
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