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Im in love with an extranger, that i known since my youth,
and it's like I've known him since a long time
though I haven't seen him in a long while.
I'm in love with an extranger and I love it.
Every single glance I throw at him, every smile he responds and every thoght of being together is full of love.
His voice is husky, and lovely while he speaks properly, like any gentleman should talk to a lady.
He is always so appropiated, always knows when is the best time to get me off guard.
And though some people could doubt about his good looks, I like him just as he is, indeed I love every single part of him: his big lips, his spiky and messed hair, his eyes in which I could melt every time they lock with mine and his voice, i love that voice of his .
I'm in love with an extranger and though I can describe almost every inch of him, he is still an extranger.
His thoughts can't be at my disposal, i don't know if he feels the same way that i do or if he is grossed by the idea, I don't know if he thinks I'm beautiful or disgusting, I can't read his feelings in his face. Is it because he is still an extranger?
I would be pleased to know if he is in love with an extranger, just like I am.

Description
Im in love with an extranger, that i known since my youth,
and it's like I've known him since a long time
though I haven't seen him in a long while.
I'm in love with an extranger and I love it.
Every single glance I throw at him, every smile he responds and every thoght of being together is full of love.
His voice is husky, and lovely while he speaks properly, like any gentleman should talk to a lady.
He is always so appropiated, always knows when is the best time to get me off guard.
And though some people could doubt about his good looks, I like him just as he is, indeed I love every single part of him: his big lips, his spiky and messed hair, his eyes in which I could melt every time they lock with mine and his voice, i love that voice of his .
I'm in love with an extranger and though I can describe almost every inch of him, he is still an extranger.
His thoughts can't be at my disposal, i don't know if he feels the same way that i do or if he is grossed by the idea, I don't know if he thinks I'm beautiful or disgusting, I can't read his feelings in his face. Is it because he is still an extranger?
I would be pleased to know if he is in love with an extranger, just like I am.