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I sit down with you So willing to hear Caught up in your web Just knowing you're near. I catch myself often Getting lost in your eyes Put my hand to my chest As my heartbeat multiplies. I cling to each word That you speak to me And hold on like it was gold Whatever the topic may be. Speak all night and I'd still be sold Talk about anything; It would never get old. I'd listen the whole while And sincerely care About what you say to me I'm so thankful you're there. The night reaches its end We go our separate ways But I'll be dreaming all night About what you had to say.
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 6:22 PM UTC
Infatuation
I sit down with you So willing to hear Caught up in your web Just knowing you're near. I catch myself often Getting lost in your eyes Put my hand to my chest As my heartbeat multiplies. I cling to each word That you speak to me And hold on like it was gold Whatever the topic may be. Speak all night and I'd still be sold Talk about anything; It would never get old. I'd listen the whole while And sincerely care About what you say to me I'm so thankful you're there. The night reaches its end We go our separate ways But I'll be dreaming all night About what you had to say.
Another teenage love affair. Silly, maybe, but honest.
bryce-guerrero
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 6:22 PM UTC
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