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I doubt that you love me, though I don't know for sure, I'm hoping that one day there'll be an open door, one that opens with a squeak and a squeal or maybe a sharp crack, one that when opened you can't quite close back, one that makes you miss me when I stray to far away, one that makes you want to draw me nearer every day, one that maybe even makes you want to make me stay. I want a door to open that hurts you when my heart breaks, a certain type of door that cures all my akes, a door I can close behind me when I step in, a door that closes and still let's light in, a door where on the other side my lover is my best friend.....
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 6:03 PM UTC
You don't need to love me....
I doubt that you love me, though I don't know for sure, I'm hoping that one day there'll be an open door, one that opens with a squeak and a squeal or maybe a sharp crack, one that when opened you can't quite close back, one that makes you miss me when I stray to far away, one that makes you want to draw me nearer every day, one that maybe even makes you want to make me stay. I want a door to open that hurts you when my heart breaks, a certain type of door that cures all my akes, a door I can close behind me when I step in, a door that closes and still let's light in, a door where on the other side my lover is my best friend.....
I'll always love you... Even if you'll never love me too...
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 6:03 PM UTC
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