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A pen to write my thoughts, words to explain where I'm lost, I do Wonder, Is it still oky to wait for you? Because Everytime i see Someone walk forward, thoughts of you Is all i can think of, afraid to be lost behind nowhere to be with even friends to lean in, Where are you now? Are you close? By my side? By the tree? or by the window where no one Is seen, I've envied people who found theirs, hoping one day they would break and go off their own ways, Because it hurts, Waitin for you all day, all night, all weeks, for 5 years! Have i missed you? did i already met you? did i lost you? will i never meet you? I'm so stupid, I'm just inpatient! its exhausting to wait, Crying for your name and wished can you come and be here?