every kiss, every touch, i lived for it
he's my world but he didn't know
he doesn't know, never will
so in love with him he has no clue
the reasons i continue living, even though
he's the one and only reason, forever
this fragile thing barely beating in my chest
i give it to him, this precious thing
the thing that keeps me living on
i don't need it, he replaces it
my everything, i crave his lips once more
to touch mine would be bliss
i need his hand in mine, his gentile touch
the way he plays with my fingers
and stares into my eyes so intense
it feels as if in his eyes i see the world
us together, him holding me tight
please dont let go, please dont
never have i felt this way, i love you
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