You give me a glimpse of hope. And then, you contradict yourself, contradict the very words that gave me hope. You were with some one else 2, 3 years. You can wait for me, too. I've loved you 4 years. Did you think of me when you were with her? You think of me now, but why? Because you know, with the little hints I give, that I still feel for you?
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