At night I stare up at the starry sky,
Hoping a shooting star will fly by.
So I can make a wish so true,
To have you like me, like I like you.
I dream of a love that is so great,
And pray that being with you is my fate.
I wish I had the guts, to tell you how I feel,
And that all my feelings for you are real.
But I'm scared of what you might think or say,
Because I'm not sure if you feel the same way.
I'm not exactly sure what I should do,
But all I know is that I can't stop thinking of you.
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