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"Why can't you like me like the other boys do?"


"Why can't you want me like the other boys do?
They stare at me while I stare at you.

Why can't I keep you safe as my own?
One moment I have you the next you are gone.

It's true I crave you.

Rehearsed steps on an empty stage,
That boy’s got my heart in a silver cage.

I walked into the room dripping in gold, dripping in gold.
A wave of heads did turn, or so I've been told, or so I've been told.
My heart broke when I saw you kept your gaze controlled.

Around his little finger, that boy has got me curled.
I try to reach out, but he's in his own world.
This boy's got my head tied in knots with all his games.
I simply want him more because he looks the other way.

Why can't you want me like the other boys do?
They stare at me while I crave you.

I am craving you."

~Flight Facilities - Crave you

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Raise your toes up if you can relate!

I can't help giggling.  There's just something about wanting someone who doesn't want you back! It's frustrating of course, yet fascinating also!  Some days, you would want to beg the universe and all the higher beings out there to help you make him want you too!  Then other days, you would just want to sit back, relax, and enjoy the thrill of imagining "what if" he wants you too?  Giggles!!

Oh my... I don't know... Maybe it's just the lyrics. And... okay, okay, him too. Gosh!

Why does he have to be that cute!

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