When I'm with you, my heart starts to pound
What I wouldn't give to hear how you sound.
I see a message from you, and my pulse begins to race
What I wouldn't give to see your face.
You are so wonderful, with so many charms
What I wouldn't give to hold you in my arms.
I hope, wherever you are, you feel this way too
What I wouldn't give to finally be with you.
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 11:25 AM UTC
When I'm with you, my heart starts to pound
What I wouldn't give to hear how you sound.
I see a message from you, and my pulse begins to race
What I wouldn't give to see your face.
You are so wonderful, with so many charms
What I wouldn't give to hold you in my arms.
I hope, wherever you are, you feel this way too
What I wouldn't give to finally be with you.
Screen love is a funny thing, ain't it?
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