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I've got a poster of you on my bedroom door,
it's weird to think I bought it somewhere online,
but I look at it every night
Em*
And I have a Pinterest board dedicated to pictures of your face-
But hopefully not in a creepy way
Sometimes I forget that you're not really in my life,
and everything we are is in my mind
I don't know what love is like or if I've ever felt it,
but when I look at you my hands start shaking,
knees are weak and heart is racing a hundred beats per minute
and it feels wrong that you don't know me like I know you,
I'm stuck outside the window
cause it's your world,
but I'd give anything to be living in it
But you don't know who I am
So I'll always be just a fan