And I want him, only 'cause I can not have him.
He is not the type I would turn around and look after, it's just that I can't stop looking his way.
I don't like him, he irritates the shit out of me, believe me I don't find him interesting at all.
It's just that I can't help to wonder what he is thinking, wanting, doing, right now.
He is the type of man you wonder how anybody ever got his heart to beat faster.
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