He doesn't know
He doesn't know how much I need him From the soles of his feet to the plats on his cranium He just doesn't realize how much I want him From his dimples when he smirks to the sound of his voice even when he's mad at me He doesn't know much I value him From the time we both wake up in the morning to the time we go to sleep more and more each and every day no matter how far apart I definitely value him He doesn't know how much I miss him and his attention From the way he used to glare at me or ask me certain questions and still talk to me after I run away from him childishly to the way he hugged me in excitement or called me and asked me if I'm okay no matter how tired we both are He doesn't know how much I'd sacrifice just to spend at least one more moment with him even if all we do is sit closer to each other and ask each other how we're doing He doesn't know that his friends will never take my love and loyalty away from him no matter what he does or what they say about him He doesn't know that my heart aches every time he's sad or upset and I just don't know how to express my sympathy for him properly not because I don't take him seriously He just doesn't know... when will he learn that he's all I need fs.
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