Checkmate
You cracked the code, you dropped the line, No stickers, gifs, or hidden sign. No riddles left, no meme disguise Just “I like you” behind those eyes. You danced in chaos, masked the truth, Typed acronyms like lost, loud youth. But now the mask is off your face, And I’m not one to dodge or chase. So here’s my line, no twists, no cue "Yeah, I like you but sharper too. Not in the way that stumbles blind, But sharp enough to see the mind." So let’s not play the game again, I’m not your clown, and not your friend Unless, of course, you drop the show, Then maybe, just maybe, we’ll grow.
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