That is, you.
Who always smiles when I hate you.
Who always looks for me every time I disappear from your eyes.
Who always tries to reach me every time I avoid you.
That is, you.
Who always wants me by your side.
Who always wants me to surround you.
Who always and always wants me to adore you.
Don't you realize that?
In your silence and ignorance.
You have bound yourself to me...
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