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I kinda sorta think I'm falling for you

There comes a day in your life where you meet someone special…

You try so hard not to admit it but you just can’t hold back the way you feel…

I like you.

You get all those feelings…

Those butterflies you can’t stomach,

That heart rate you can’t put at ease,

So baby …

Sweetheart with the beautiful smile. Sure, I loved sleep

But dreams couldn't compare

Not to talking to you until my mind screamed for rest

And the butterflies in my stomach settled

Darling with the endless amount of love…

your love could fill the oceans and climb the tallest trees,

but could your love belong to me someday?

Be given to me?

Can you feel the way I do for you?

& Boy, sometimes I tangle my own fingers

Closing my eyes, losing myself in a daydream

Where your voice is more than an echo in my mind

And I even believe for a few seconds you're still here

Lover, who writes me poems,

You should know I write you too.

I write about you until my fingers ache

And still after that I keep writing

Because there's just some people you could write about forever

And baby, you're one of them.

And boy who played me a song,

Sweet sounds bow down to my ears,

And the way you play your guitar…

& the way I daydream about kissing your lips...

I can’t wait until the sparks of your tongue burn my mouth

send electric shocks through my body

Cutie… with the funny jokes,

You make me laugh.

Today you made me laugh,

like you always do,

you’re the only one who can now a days.

Baby, with those sparkling eyes,

Your eyes haunt me whether I'm dreaming or not

And what haunts me more is the fact that

I can’t have you now

because you ruined it

It hurts to think about it,

So I have to block you out.

Play your songs to someone else,

Read your silly lines of heartache to someone else,

And go find… someone else.

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madison-3
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Jul 5, 2013
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