Meeting you
Hearing your voice for the first time
Not knowing I would care so much about you
Looking for you first when I walked into a room
Feeling sad when you weren’t there
Wishing desperately you were
The sinking feeling that you don’t feel the same
Realizing the feelings might not be mutual
Too afraid of rejection to try
Falling asleep thinking
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow he will say he wants me
Maybe tomorrow is the day he will love me
Day after day
Hoping tomorrow is the day
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