I know I won't, you are the one for me, but I don't know if it works both ways.
I thought you were on your way out... If you are, please close the door behind you, I'm not expecting anyone anyway. If you're not, you know you're always welcome to stay.
Please don'te be. Just knowing you are still there, has brighted up my day. I guess there's nothing we can do about it, so I'll just carry you inside me and hope either time or chance can take you back to me again, someday in this lifetime
I'm always here.. sometimes I don't know what to say, so it must be because it's better not to say anything that you already know, because that's the truth: you already know everything.. even the fact that I miss you, too. So in the end, after reading every poem, I just bow my way out, and keep you in my heart.
So, this is it. I kept writing, and I still will, my heart overflows with you, and I have this urge to let you know, about the things you already know, like you say, but in as many different ways as you still come to me everyday.
It is also a challenge, not to bore a mind such as yours. But that's that, my bare naked soul in front of you, like the very first time.
And this, is what keeps moving me forward, making you smile.
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I know I won't, you are the one for me, but I don't know if it works both ways.
I thought you were on your way out... If you are, please close the door behind you, I'm not expecting anyone anyway. If you're not, you know you're always welcome to stay.
Sing that with your beautiful voice
Looks like I've been singing this all along in the dark, without even knowing the song or the words.
I'm sorry, for I can't help missing you...
I can't help missing you, either.. I'm so sorry.
Please don'te be. Just knowing you are still there, has brighted up my day.
I guess there's nothing we can do about it, so I'll just carry you inside me and hope either time or chance can take you back to me again, someday in this lifetime
I'm always here.. sometimes I don't know what to say, so it must be because it's better not to say anything that you already know, because that's the truth: you already know everything.. even the fact that I miss you, too.
So in the end, after reading every poem, I just bow my way out, and keep you in my heart.
So, this is it. I kept writing, and I still will, my heart overflows with you, and I have this urge to let you know, about the things you already know, like you say, but in as many different ways as you still come to me everyday.
It is also a challenge, not to bore a mind such as yours. But that's that, my bare naked soul in front of you, like the very first time.
And this, is what keeps moving me forward, making you smile.
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