Someday I will know
Why you make me glow,
Why I always smile,
And arguing is futile.
Why I do what I do
Is all because of you.
Why you chose me,
That is still a mystery.
I no longer care,
But I will make a dare...
Try to stop me from liking you,
Because it's something I can't do.
Kenley Jean
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