A person that's been broken once,
Will never be the same,
And if it was a broken heart,
Trust is a synonym of insane.
You tug my heart,
And love me so,
It's so adorable !
You leave me with a glow
A little flutter in my heart
A little tingle in my toe.
But I wish I could break,
Those shackles of insecurities,
Of the "I know or maybe"....
Or the "could or should be"
Is it love I don't know,
Fondness perhaps?! I DONT know!
But I think of you every single day
Sometimes i give in, and sometimes I say Nay!
Not bound by anything
There is nothing we share
And when we talk,
We do without a care.
Is it love, perhaps it is,
Let it grow as is.
For when it does, we will meet,
And cordially as we greet,
Casually like straightening a crease,
Pass on all the love
In the warm handshake
with a gentle little squeeze.
Will never be the same,
And if it was a broken heart,
Trust is a synonym of insane.
You tug my heart,
And love me so,
It's so adorable !
You leave me with a glow
A little flutter in my heart
A little tingle in my toe.
But I wish I could break,
Those shackles of insecurities,
Of the "I know or maybe"....
Or the "could or should be"
Is it love I don't know,
Fondness perhaps?! I DONT know!
But I think of you every single day
Sometimes i give in, and sometimes I say Nay!
Not bound by anything
There is nothing we share
And when we talk,
We do without a care.
Is it love, perhaps it is,
Let it grow as is.
For when it does, we will meet,
And cordially as we greet,
Casually like straightening a crease,
Pass on all the love
In the warm handshake
with a gentle little squeeze.
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