He told me he likes me,
But hardly calls or texts me.
He told me he likes me,
But childishly likes testing me.
Feigning that he misses me,
But didn't speak because
He wants to see if I do too;
Enough to first speak.
He told me he likes me.
How weird cos he's a busy bee,
Leaving him no time in a day
To speak with me.
He told me he likes me,
But his actions differ from his speech.
He said for him; he wishes I'm the one.
No, for me; you're not the one.
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