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Can't you see?

Don't you see the way I look at you?
The way my eyes seem to gleam when you glance at me?
How I look away in embarrassment because you catch my eyes staring deep into yours, taking in all of you.
I hid all the other signs.
But surely you saw the proud tears slip out of my eyes and down my face.
But surely you seen the bags under my eyes and how they darken, as I give you my life and you give me a glance.

Until then I wait for you to notice

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