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a crush is the longing of the heart
that you'll notice me,
that you'll see how much I yearn for you.
But you never see,
you walk by me as if I don't exist.
As if I don't have a heart,
You treat me as if I don't live,
To you I am not there.
You look at me,
but you don't see me,
you look through me.
I speak to you,
but you act like I've not said a word.
To you I am invisible.