do you love me,
or do you not?
it all boils down
to a simple thought.
the light conversation we exchange,
is this something you do normally, day to day?
or is this something special,
do you have something that you're aching to say?
my heart speeds up
with every stolen glance at you.
my only question now is:
do you feel the way i do?
if i admitted my feelings for you,
and i get let down— would i be able to cope?
but my heart is bursting; i look you in the eye,
and i dare allow myself to hope.
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 8:20 AM UTC
do you love me,
or do you not?
it all boils down
to a simple thought.
the light conversation we exchange,
is this something you do normally, day to day?
or is this something special,
do you have something that you're aching to say?
my heart speeds up
with every stolen glance at you.
my only question now is:
do you feel the way i do?
if i admitted my feelings for you,
and i get let down— would i be able to cope?
but my heart is bursting; i look you in the eye,
and i dare allow myself to hope.
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