I'm not begging you to love me.
I'm not really even asking you.
But, wouldn't it be allright
If I cherished the hope in my heart?
If I yearned to hold your hand.
It would only hurt me - not you.
If you didn't notice me.
My heart would be aching - not yours.
But, if you did notice me,
Or even, by any chance,
Gazed into my eyes,
I would try not to tremble.
But, please.
Don't ask me not to love you...
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