What Is Love, Guys? He's sitting, and I'm sitting, and it's nice that we're sitting together again. He's talking, and I'm smiling, and I wonder if this is how things will mend. He's laughing, and I'm thinking, and I bet he knows we've hit a wall. He's leaving, and I'm wishing, he knew his mistake was leaving at all.
Respect!
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