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*I have to be honest. There was a time when I wondered what would become of you Call it a sign but it’s harder to see your point of view Wanted to know how somebody could be so cold A woman who pays no mind sayin’ friendship is gettin’ old Elder abuse to social interactions And even without excuses it’s harder to see the usage Of minutes I spent on textin’ her, mind you the reason I’m doin’ it cause I want to while thinkin’ that I was testin’ her But ultimately I started to know her character Havin’ respect without knowin’ what to expect Independence rooted in spirit, harder to scrape the fibre Hopin’ not to admit that she’s beautiful, run it by her The conversations we’re havin’, I’m lookin’ forward to them I’m always checkin’ on her, I wonder why But I’m guessin’ she thinks I’m smitten too, she might be onto somethin’ Amazin’ features, I’m thinkin’ up quite a song from nothin’ Beautiful name and I always stop to admire it Guard her attention from lesser men who desire it I need to know my place, happy to read what she types Nobody’s type, yet expression of envy on my face Force to be reckoned with, aimin' for that perfection And I’m takin’ a second displayin’ my full affection By writin’ this little lyrical letter, I’m feelin’ better now I've made her curious, startin’ to feel the pressure now A livin’ Princess in love with god’s creatures And compared to many she suffers from odd features But not to me cause I’m lookin’ past all the layers Messagin’ late at night and we’re callin’ each other later I honestly wouldn’t have it any other way A great companion cause friendship is for another day I’m not the type to disappear if there’s no interest Happy to tell you - I promise that I am here to stay.*
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
Dear Princess
*I have to be honest. There was a time when I wondered what would become of you Call it a sign but it’s harder to see your point of view Wanted to know how somebody could be so cold A woman who pays no mind sayin’ friendship is gettin’ old Elder abuse to social interactions And even without excuses it’s harder to see the usage Of minutes I spent on textin’ her, mind you the reason I’m doin’ it cause I want to while thinkin’ that I was testin’ her But ultimately I started to know her character Havin’ respect without knowin’ what to expect Independence rooted in spirit, harder to scrape the fibre Hopin’ not to admit that she’s beautiful, run it by her The conversations we’re havin’, I’m lookin’ forward to them I’m always checkin’ on her, I wonder why But I’m guessin’ she thinks I’m smitten too, she might be onto somethin’ Amazin’ features, I’m thinkin’ up quite a song from nothin’ Beautiful name and I always stop to admire it Guard her attention from lesser men who desire it I need to know my place, happy to read what she types Nobody’s type, yet expression of envy on my face Force to be reckoned with, aimin' for that perfection And I’m takin’ a second displayin’ my full affection By writin’ this little lyrical letter, I’m feelin’ better now I've made her curious, startin’ to feel the pressure now A livin’ Princess in love with god’s creatures And compared to many she suffers from odd features But not to me cause I’m lookin’ past all the layers Messagin’ late at night and we’re callin’ each other later I honestly wouldn’t have it any other way A great companion cause friendship is for another day I’m not the type to disappear if there’s no interest Happy to tell you - I promise that I am here to stay.*
cyrus-gold
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Somewhere in the Americas
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
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