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Oct 2014
As I lay dying
On this tennis court
My heart in my hands
My thoughts on the stands
Tears starting to form
And I realize it's over
But I still want you
Still want your love
And affection, and jokes
And your touch, and sarcasm
The things that made me melt
Made me believe that I knew
What love really is
But now I lay here
On this tennis court
At two in the morning
And I realize that I didn't try hard enough
I didn't call enough
Didn't show you off
Never told the whole world about you
Like I should have
And now it has come back
To bite me where the sun doesn't shine
Because as every person
Who falls in love finds out
At some point in their life
Love isn't the feeling
In your heart when you find someone special
It's the feeling in your veins
When that person you fell in love with
Is no longer a drug that you can fill your blood with
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