You, you, you, you, you, and you.
Whenever I think I know, I realize that I have no idea.
Whenever I talk to you, I realize that you excite me.
Whenever I talk to you, I realize that you excite me.
Whenever I am ready to move on, I realize that I'd rather stay with you.
Whenever I think I am done, I realize that I'm not.
Whenever I think you're done, I realize that you're not.
I want to get to know you.
I want to get to know you.
I want to get to know you.
I want to know you more.
I want to know you more.
You, not so much.
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