Doors
When I first met you,I thought you creepy
As I saw more and more of you
I found myself looking forward to seeing you
Then I realized it wouldn't work
So I turned my attention to him
You were never a second choice
He was the second choice
I soon gave into my heart's desire
I began flirting with you
Each day i didn't see you,
I dreamed about you
Then, I quit caring about what other people thought
I did what made me happy
The move I made was small
But, it opened doors
And because of those doors,
We have what we have today
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