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From close up I am deceived of what I feel Doubting myself Asking, "do I really love this guy?" But far away I say I love you, Or I simply say your name And a grin spreads from ear to ear Close up, I love the feeling of your arms around me, The hearing of your voice and feeling the rolling vibrations come off your throat, your scent so comforting Far away, I long for them, to feel your arms, to hear and feel you speak, to be with you Your words of love make my heart float above the surface and far into the clouds But I sink back down to the seafloor with self-deprecation And anchor myself with insecurities, past horrors, regret and fear Am I holding myself back? Is it that I do not love myself? Am I fooling myself completely? I'm not certain if what I feel is real I don't want to play with your heart Tis a delicate matter I don't want to lie to you if I'm not certain Or maybe my mind hasn't registered the message from my heart Maybe it's just me Maybe I need to step back from this tree of belief And reexamine from afar Maybe give it more time I apologize for the confusion Back to the regularly scheduled programming
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Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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From close up I am deceived of what I feel Doubting myself Asking, "do I really love this guy?" But far away I say I love you, Or I simply say your name And a grin spreads from ear to ear Close up, I love the feeling of your arms around me, The hearing of your voice and feeling the rolling vibrations come off your throat, your scent so comforting Far away, I long for them, to feel your arms, to hear and feel you speak, to be with you Your words of love make my heart float above the surface and far into the clouds But I sink back down to the seafloor with self-deprecation And anchor myself with insecurities, past horrors, regret and fear Am I holding myself back? Is it that I do not love myself? Am I fooling myself completely? I'm not certain if what I feel is real I don't want to play with your heart Tis a delicate matter I don't want to lie to you if I'm not certain Or maybe my mind hasn't registered the message from my heart Maybe it's just me Maybe I need to step back from this tree of belief And reexamine from afar Maybe give it more time I apologize for the confusion Back to the regularly scheduled programming
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Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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