Your eyes would see me differently.
Your hands would tremble to touch me
Your mouth would stutter out words that won't make a lot of sense
If you knew me.
You might have opened yourself up to me
You might have held my hand and professed your love
You might have realised that I love you too
If you knew me.
But you don't.
And deep down,
I'm glad you don't,
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