Why?, by more then just that girl
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When you asked me to dance.
you would grab my hand.
I felt all the warmth and happieness I need.
You would walk in frount of me
To lead me to the dance floor.
when I seem to look at the groung I know what your thinking
I can feel it in your stear.
Wondering if my mind is there, or in another place. I slowly
pull away.
You pull me closer to you. Then I was to begin with.
You seem to know what I am feeling. Then pull me to where we
acctually touch with one hand on my side and the other hand
placed in mine.
You put your hand on my back, to show everything is going to
be okay that I don't have to worry.
I can feel that you want to be with me. But due to
cerumstances others won't let us. I'm sorry.
When I need some one like you said your always here to
listen. All I said was that is sweet because I already know
you don't have to tell me.
You never regeat what you do you live for yourself along
with everone else to.
I seem to live for people butI want to live for me and you.
I hear the words I love you come from your mouth. It is not
the same I love you that I get all the time.
that same over used ryme.
I want to be with you, but I don't.
I want what I want, but for your best intrest I won't/
but what you need to know. I love you to much. to let go.
I love you to much to hold on.
To what we can't have.
Maybe one day.
I love you 4 ever
& a day even more. |
Posted: 2007-10-13 17:27:12 UTC |
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