Never seen
Eyes more true,
Until one day
I rested mine on you.
Knew your smile,
Your voice,
Your touch...
Before I met you
That faithful day.
If this is love,
Then I never
Knew what it was
Before.
If this isn't right,
I don't care,
I never
Wish it to end,
Only for it to
Begin.
To pretend tonight
That you think of me too,
And trust deep down
In a story of love.
Dec 8, 2021
Dec 8, 2021 at 10:29 PM UTC
Never seen
Eyes more true,
Until one day
I rested mine on you.
Knew your smile,
Your voice,
Your touch...
Before I met you
That faithful day.
If this is love,
Then I never
Knew what it was
Before.
If this isn't right,
I don't care,
I never
Wish it to end,
Only for it to
Begin.
To pretend tonight
That you think of me too,
And trust deep down
In a story of love.
The pain of love and wishing for it in reality
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