There are two types of love,
I’m talking about true love,
What you feel when you’re going out,
With someone special.
Like when you kiss
And you fill whole
Or when you hug
And you fill warm
Like when you get with in meters,
And your knees shake and go weak
When your hands trembles in fear
Your heart races and can't stop
But you know when you’ve found true love
Because you can’t let them go
And they are always on your mind
But you can never bare seeing them in someone else’s arms.
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