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You made me smile and laugh
You made me want to be better
To run farther,
To love harder
You made me love to fall
I wanted to be the one to hold you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to kiss you in the rain
Sometimes it burns
Every time I think of you
The pain, the boredom they stop
And suddenly I'd be content to lie still for awhile
If only I could feel your heart against mine.
I'm not a good person,
And this isn't a good poem,
I don't always speak the truth,
But this time it's true:
I love you.
You made me want to be better
To run farther,
To love harder
You made me love to fall
I wanted to be the one to hold you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to kiss you in the rain
Sometimes it burns
Every time I think of you
The pain, the boredom they stop
And suddenly I'd be content to lie still for awhile
If only I could feel your heart against mine.
I'm not a good person,
And this isn't a good poem,
I don't always speak the truth,
But this time it's true:
I love you.
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I love you.
I wondered if you could hear my heart in your sleep,
Recognize the smell of my skin in your dreams,
Touch my lips when you wake up,
And whisper in my ears while I sleep.
I pondered all that as you fell asleep to my heartbeat,
Breathing softly on my chest with one of your hands still feeling me.
And when I wake up it was your lips,
Or maybe it's all just a dream.
But when I declared "I love you",
I could feel your lips at my ear,
Whispering the sweet melody,
Of everything I ever wanted to hear.
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I Love You
When Im not talking to you, Im thinking of you.
When youre away, Im hurting inside for you.
Heart sinking,
Belly aching,
Mind numbing,
Hurt for you.
I miss you.
When Im talking to you, Im thinking of us.
When youre with me I come alive.
Heart beating,
Belly flying,
Mind racing,
Alive for you.
I love you.
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Kiss
Knees bend, hands shake,
Lips part, hearts break,
Blood pumps, thoughts fly,
Bodies melt, worries die,
Heads swim, fingers touch,
Tongues rub, clothes bunch.
Butterflies, adrenaline,
Testosterone and estrogen,
We fit like a glove, so...
Kiss me again, love?
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Adorable.