Our lips pressed together,
Our smiles hold the meaning,
I used to think it was sappy,
But now it makes me happy,
To hold you and touch you,
To be with you and wish for you,
I think about you nonstop,
and my emotions free.
You have stoled something,
You can keep,
hugs mean a lot,
kisses mean more,
but holding hands is best.
My heart beats fast when I see you,
cries when I leave you,
I guess you can say "I know how to make your make-up run,"
There's only one way to say this,
I love you
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 3:03 PM UTC
Our lips pressed together,
Our smiles hold the meaning,
I used to think it was sappy,
But now it makes me happy,
To hold you and touch you,
To be with you and wish for you,
I think about you nonstop,
and my emotions free.
You have stoled something,
You can keep,
hugs mean a lot,
kisses mean more,
but holding hands is best.
My heart beats fast when I see you,
cries when I leave you,
I guess you can say "I know how to make your make-up run,"
There's only one way to say this,
I love you
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