Defend something that makes sense?
Defend it?
Accept it?
Don't defend the second amendment because of the right to own guns?

Especially, the wrong type.

Defend truth.
Defend it.
In the end, this is what will exonerate you?

A fabrication eventually will fade.
All because truth resolves everything.

Defend, a woman from assault.
What has violence bought to anyone?
A memory of what if?
I should have type phases.

Defend love.
As much as folks deny it.
It's simply too powerful.

Love got me hooked.
It's true.
So true.
Love got me hooked.
When I want to leave?
I reflect back on good memories.

Love got me held here.
For real.
For real.
Love, holding me hostage.
And nobody's holding me here.

But these thrills that I have seen with you.
Can not be erased

If I leave behind anything?
I leave behind my memories.

Please, just recall(like I do) the way you love me.

Cars are a blessing and rings are too.
But don't hold forever as good memories do.

If I leave behind anything? (Worthy)
I leave behind my memories of us.

Love that You gave to me?
Will never simply fade as steam does.

Hey, you gave me so much love(memories)
You gave me so much support(memories)

Yes, I am talking about us.

Just enough for you
Only you
I have just enough love for you
So true

I have no love to share with another
Only you
You are within my heart forever
So true

So believe me-believe me
I have just enough love for you

No, to love.
No, to hugs.
No, to so much more.
Then I might just change my mind.

No, to joy.
No, to kisses.
No, too many things exciting that I might be missing.
Then I might just change my mind.

I can feel you
I can touch you.
I can kiss you too.
Oh, I'm dreaming about this girl I love.
In truth, I don't even know her.
It's just me daydreaming.

Like when joy comes across your face that you can't explain.

I can hear you.
It's like I know you.
But then that just can't be.
In truth, it's me lost in this fake reality.
It's just me daydreaming.

Similar to where you lost?
When money suddenly come your way?

You picked him.
He broke you.
In truth totally ruin you.
Now, you see me as the one that might have made you happy.

But to me, it's simply a well-earned memory.

I loved you.
I wanted you.
Totally deep in-depth into knowing you.