I recognize you, I know I know you,
But…how come I don’t know who you are?
What do you love best about me?
What do you love best about me?
I’ll tell you first. That you love me,
That you love me the way I am.
I love that about you.
Who are you? Who are you?
No, you’re not hurting.
Oh, no! You’re not hurting.
No, it’s alright. I’m crying?
Really? No, I didn’t know that.
No, no, it’s nothing. It’s just.
Nothing.
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