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Feb 2011
What do I know of love?
The question spins
Around the headaches
And heartbreaks

I don't know about
Love
At all, really

But I know that when
You tell me
I'm beautiful
When I'm screaming
Out of frustration
Right in your face
That I completely
Forget why I was
Angry in the
First place

I know that
If I piled together
Every minute
               Every second
                            Every hour
I've spent
Waiting for your
                             Call
If I sewed together
The time line
Of anticipation,
That there would
Be a quilt
Big enough to
Keep us warm all
                               Winter long

And I know that
I would ****
To see you smile
And I would
Jump off a bridge
To witness your laugh
And I would
Do just about
A n y t h i n g
To hear those words
Out of your
Perfect mouth
My God,
I've missed you girl


I don't love much
Of anything

But I love the way you
Make my pulse race
Through my spine
And I love the way your
Eyes cut my steel
Skeleton to bits

And I love,
Absolutely love
The way that you've
Always
Loved me.
Β© February 2011 Sarah Lynn
Kayla Lynn
Written by
Kayla Lynn
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