I knock on the door in hesitation
Of course he's long decided how to act
Will he fulfill or end our flirtation?
I'm afraid either way of the impact
''Oh it's you, close the door and have a seat'
He pretends he didn't already know
Preparing me for impending defeat
My heart sinks but my nerves are still aglow
'I just came to see you to talk about...'
To tell you I love you I want to say
He purses his lips; I want to run out!
As though he stabbed me, my heart ebbs away
His eyes say he's faking his nonchalance
But it's my heart that's breaking in response
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