Stars light up the sky.
There's a twinkle in your eye.
Is it love or lust?
Are you feeling this guy?
Your instincts...you should trust.
Afraid to become vulnerable.
And to let love take control.
Afraid that it will begin so beautiful.
Just to go down in flames.
Unsure if his love is real.
Or if he's playing mind games.
For now, just hold back what you feel.
Patience is a virtue.
Rushing things will only hurt you.
Take it nice and slow.
Watch how God make this love grow.
Just sit back and enjoy the flow.
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 12:38 AM UTC
Stars light up the sky.
There's a twinkle in your eye.
Is it love or lust?
Are you feeling this guy?
Your instincts...you should trust.
Afraid to become vulnerable.
And to let love take control.
Afraid that it will begin so beautiful.
Just to go down in flames.
Unsure if his love is real.
Or if he's playing mind games.
For now, just hold back what you feel.
Patience is a virtue.
Rushing things will only hurt you.
Take it nice and slow.
Watch how God make this love grow.
Just sit back and enjoy the flow.
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