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If I can keep this short and sweet I will. I love you gorgeous. I mean, you'd hope so wouldn't you? It'd be hard not to love you. You've built me up from nothing. Time and time again. When I'm not my best, when I'm feeling stressed. When I'm lost, when I can't eat, when I'm vexed. It's a true test of dedication. No, a testiment to devotion and love. We may have fell out before but we never fell out of love. Maybe you thought you did. Or thought I would. Yet we always find a way back to eachother. I just wish we didn't have to. I so truly wish you didn't have to walk a different path to find it was taking you in the wrong direction. I'll always take you in though. Direct you to my heart because that's where you belong. You always said I'm home. I never want you to be homeless. Just say you're coming home. I want the words to give me life. You see, breathing isn't breathing without you. Living isn't living without you. And sleeping isn't sleeping without you. I haven't felt much in a long time. But I always feel you inside. You guide me when I'm feeling blind. Even when you're not mine.
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Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 6:44 PM UTC
Just Say you're coming Home
If I can keep this short and sweet I will. I love you gorgeous. I mean, you'd hope so wouldn't you? It'd be hard not to love you. You've built me up from nothing. Time and time again. When I'm not my best, when I'm feeling stressed. When I'm lost, when I can't eat, when I'm vexed. It's a true test of dedication. No, a testiment to devotion and love. We may have fell out before but we never fell out of love. Maybe you thought you did. Or thought I would. Yet we always find a way back to eachother. I just wish we didn't have to. I so truly wish you didn't have to walk a different path to find it was taking you in the wrong direction. I'll always take you in though. Direct you to my heart because that's where you belong. You always said I'm home. I never want you to be homeless. Just say you're coming home. I want the words to give me life. You see, breathing isn't breathing without you. Living isn't living without you. And sleeping isn't sleeping without you. I haven't felt much in a long time. But I always feel you inside. You guide me when I'm feeling blind. Even when you're not mine.
I hope you feel as strong with me As I feel weak without you
finley-pietersen
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Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 6:44 PM UTC
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