You know me,
I know you.
I've tasted your breath,
you've drunk my soul.
Every now and then,
we drown ourselves
to an ocean of thrills
and sorrows.
You're surrounded by many,
I keep on second-guessing
with whom forever
you are going to stay.
You know me
and the things
I've told you about me.
I know you
and the things
that we always do.
But, how could
I ever tell you
that I don't want
you to go.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 5:46 AM UTC
You know me,
I know you.
I've tasted your breath,
you've drunk my soul.
Every now and then,
we drown ourselves
to an ocean of thrills
and sorrows.
You're surrounded by many,
I keep on second-guessing
with whom forever
you are going to stay.
You know me
and the things
I've told you about me.
I know you
and the things
that we always do.
But, how could
I ever tell you
that I don't want
you to go.
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