The Boy Who Loved a Hurricane
i only want what i can't have
and it's ripping you apart.
my friend, i see your love.
i've felt it from the start.
when you are down, i'll lend a hand
but don't mistake it for my heart.
it's not that i don't love you,
it's just a different kind.
what i see isn't romance,
it's a connection of the mind.
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