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It makes me wanna cry
When I think of him at night
Thinking of someone else
And not me

I envy my friends with such happy love lives
Not having to think when
Or where or who it might be
Not like me

I often wonder
If he ever thinks of me
And how often
And for whet reason

I always wish
That we could be together
I always hope
That one day he'll love me

But even if that day does not come
I know someone else will be for me
But he'll always be in my heart
Because he is my first true love