Tuesday, October 6, 2009

needs some work

Sometimes when I look at you, I think I'm in love.
& at times I can't help but to stop breathing.
I'm scared because I feel like I've been here before
but it's something so unfamiliar.
Your eyes hold your truths.
You're like a mystery, but I know where you're from &
I know where you've been & I've been there too.
We're different, but I need you
because you've shown me what it's like to die
and you've shown me what it takes to come back to life...
I know this is real, and I know I'm alive
I can hear your heart beating when it's right next to mine.
I want this to last and I'm willing to try
to live, love, and learn until we get it right.
I know we can get it right, I just want to know that it's not going to die..

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