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Son talked to me about teenager love. |
| Why why why ? Why do I see stars in broad daylight? Why do I quiver to my greatest delight? Why do I sense it at first sight? Why do I toss and turn overnight? Why do I enjoy every second of your presence? Why do I endure every bit of your absence? Why do I replay and listen to your favorite song? Why do I lament "meeting is fleeting, parting is long"? Why do I recollect the hours spent together? Why do my lips tremble to utter? Why do I feel walking in the cloud? Why do I feel lonely in the crowd? Why do I worry that you may let me down? Why do I grow content as a king without a crown? Why do I make a fool of me like a clown? Why do I sometimes laugh sometimes frown? Why do I still remember how we start? Why do I dread that we may be apart? Why do I feel humble as a bug? Why do I hunger for your hug? Why do I hear the echoes of your smiles? Why do I sense you are ten thousand miles? Because I love you, As you can tell from the clue. |