Hidden Faces
In a house on top of a hill
A young girl lies awake in her bed
Feeling Restless and anxious, she wonders
What these feelings she has
Towards the boy that lives across the street
Wondering if he feels the same way she does
The girl walks to her window
Hoping the boy is somewhere in sight
But she can't see him anywhere around
"Maybe he's inside sleeping," the girl thinks to herself
"He's probably not thinking any of these silly thoughts like I am."
The girl returns to her bed
Wishing the boy knew what she felt for him
But little did she know
The boy was also watching from his window
Having the same feelings she had
And wondering if she felt the same
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