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Today was the first day I cried over you And you have no idea, How you make me feel When your smile reaches your eyes and you look into my soul. Stolen kisses and groping in hidden streets Lingering looks and wandering hands. And then you go home To her Guilty and red cheeked, leaving unsaid words and unused lips. And I go home Wanting and dejected, hoping for more but knowing it isn't real. Because I'll never compare but I'll never make you choose. And I cry for what could have been and what will never be And I cry for your arrogance and my weakness But most of all, I cry for the love I'll never know
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Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 3:26 AM UTC
Stolen kisses
Today was the first day I cried over you And you have no idea, How you make me feel When your smile reaches your eyes and you look into my soul. Stolen kisses and groping in hidden streets Lingering looks and wandering hands. And then you go home To her Guilty and red cheeked, leaving unsaid words and unused lips. And I go home Wanting and dejected, hoping for more but knowing it isn't real. Because I'll never compare but I'll never make you choose. And I cry for what could have been and what will never be And I cry for your arrogance and my weakness But most of all, I cry for the love I'll never know
shona-marshall
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Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 3:26 AM UTC
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