Here I go again rushing to be loved & to loveÂ
Wanting the feelings of sentimental affection but not wanting to cuff.
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What if What I Â want changes , what if we seperate And only talk depending on what the day is…
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I wish I could tell the future & past…..
Writing our story like history class & we laugh ..
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To young to understand these commitment issues but understanding these are the lives we choose.
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It’s something about broken people , I fall for feeling equal.Â
I can’t explain that pain, I can’t explain why the salt in your tears calm me like unforgiving rain.Â
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I guess it’s the realism in your heart that engulfs me but real ain’t always perfect that’s why I always count to three.
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1st chance to see if you break me
2nd Chance to see if you hate me
3rd Chance to see if you change meÂ
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I can’t describe these feelingsÂ
But saying I love you too fast is my worst fear x a billion.