I'm so fond of your work, and
Knowing where you work,
I keep one eye open there, every day.
To see you living, real,
In the flesh, the truest live,
My heart jumps to my throat.
And I know your hometown,
The places you were raised,
Your dreams as a child in school.
Your circle of friends,
Your loves and relationships,
Everything down to your favourite food,
I know.
And yet you don't know me at all,
Not even my name, I guess,
You could call me your biggest fan.
I have your picture with me,
You're on my mind at all times,
Music resonating through my bones.
I wonder do you understand
How I love you, I idolise you?
Your name tugs inside my chest.
Yet still you don't know me,
Inside your perfect life, and I,
Still merely looking through windows.
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