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hey...i have trouble sleeping because i'm always thinking of you...i miss you so much...i wish you went to timberlane...or i went there...umm...i wrote another poem last nite about you...i really want to say how i feel...ya...this poem gives it away...
I think you know the truth
And I'm trying hard to let you know
But I hate technology
Only because it tortures my soul
So now I'm waiting until Friday
So I can see your smile again
And I really hope you're smiling
And I want you to know
I want to tell you
I want to cuddle
Iwant to bee with you more
And I think you feel the same
But I want to be sure
So now I'm dialing your number
In hopes of telling you the truth
So I'll be waiting until Friday
To tell you what you already know
And I want to know how you feel
And if I was led on again
But right now all that matters
Is that I think I love you, Becky...
ya...this is incredibly awkward now...
ummm...hey matt...i can't eat lunch with you guys anymore...they're threatening me now...even though you probably won't read this, matt...i just wanted to change the subject...but i failed...
ummmm...ya.
I think you know the truth
And I'm trying hard to let you know
But I hate technology
Only because it tortures my soul
So now I'm waiting until Friday
So I can see your smile again
And I really hope you're smiling
And I want you to know
I want to tell you
I want to cuddle
Iwant to bee with you more
And I think you feel the same
But I want to be sure
So now I'm dialing your number
In hopes of telling you the truth
So I'll be waiting until Friday
To tell you what you already know
And I want to know how you feel
And if I was led on again
But right now all that matters
Is that I think I love you, Becky...
ya...this is incredibly awkward now...
ummm...hey matt...i can't eat lunch with you guys anymore...they're threatening me now...even though you probably won't read this, matt...i just wanted to change the subject...but i failed...
ummmm...ya.