Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Beautiful Mess

The time I spend with you I treasure
Your smile I hold dear
Your laugh brightens my day
that's why I need you here

Your arms hold me tight
You care about my thoughts
You make sure I'm okay
and hug me if I'm not

He loves me not, he loves me
Is what I seem to ponder
Is it possible? Could it be?
Does he even wonder?

What a beautiful mess this is
there's nothing else I'd rather do
don't stop driving me crazy
I just want to be with you

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