We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, giggling like 2-year-olds.
Making flirty remarks to each other.
We promise.
We try not to fall.
But in the end one of us does.
In our little dance of love.
Usually me.
And you're never there to catch me.
Like a good partner should.
I hit the floor.
And I hit it hard.
I pick myself up, dust myself off,
and we start the dance over again.
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
I saw the stars that shine
When I looked into your eyes.
I felt the pain inside
I’m going to be famous!
I’m going to be great!
For every award
<Whatever happened to us when did we end?
How long ago did I consider you a friend?
<Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
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