I look at you
sometimes when you don’t notice
I stare at you
Rarely, when you are oblivious to my presence
I wonder if we, the two of us, would have spoken
if you were
famous when we met over 24 years ago
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I look at you
sometimes when you don’t notice
I stare at you
Rarely, when you are oblivious to my presence
I wonder if we, the two of us, would have spoken
if you were
famous when we met over 24 years ago