Haunted By Love
If I confessed that I loved you;
Would you imagine I’d do so with expectations?
Take a look over here do you see the open door?
You can be yourself here and;
Guess who you’ll see?
Maybe you think I’m crazy;
But really that’s how I love you.
I love you like crazy and that’s all that matters to me;
And I’ll never stop being crazy in love with you.
As a matter of fact girl;
I’m not sure I’ve ever known what love is;
Since I’ve come to know you;
But I don’t know what else this could be.
I’ve missed you; have you felt me hoping?
How many times I’ve wished I was with you;
But instead I must travel this emptiness with out you;
Carrying this bag of empty wishes; not likely to be filled.
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