It's so weird how low maintainence people infatuated are.
You'll bend over backwards to impress the people you like but they won't budge
You smile a split second to a heart that holds yours and man-
You made their world.
Just by existing.
So, shall we go out of our way to make the people who matter, happy?
Or remain trying to impress those who has no eyes for us?
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