Wed, 07/23/2014 - 21:48 -- tufted

My heart skips a beat when you pass me by

I wonder if this is real, or just a makeshift high
You never see me
I wonder if we'll ever be
More than just a fantasy
Never before have I felt this way
Sometimes life is just so gray
But now I'm living out my heyday
So please don't break my tender heart
For otherwise, I won't know how to restart
Thank you love
And keep me close
I hope you know you're my last dose
of hope and morose


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