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Jul 2013
We are but 200 hundred miles apart
When we talk its like I'm floating on air
Especially when I think of the start

Your sittin there , all slouched in your seat
So lonely you seemed
So shyly you showed

I pack up my things so slowly it seemed
Like every time, I had no place to be
And when I left you started to lean
An asked for my name my number, real keen

Excited I left and briskly I walked
To the library I danced .
I was honestly shocked

Up towards the steps to the basement I slept
You slept me a text
Put my heart at rest

I started to flirt
Even though I had a girl

She's a rebound I guess
And nothing more
Cause you caught my eye when you
Walked  through that door.

I watched you so secretly
So slighly I sneaked

And shouted your name, and a sentence was leaked

You didn't hear me cause your eyes were shocked
To nervous to speak , to shy to talk

But now we are kissing , and making love too
I guess that's why now
I only want you
Adam Schwab
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Adam Schwab  Springfield, MO
(Springfield, MO)   
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