Laurette Nichole Biography

Maybe I'd love you as loud as thunder. Or as quiet as an afternoons rain.
I suppose I'd love you that way, If weather could explain.
I might love you as much as water is wet. Or as dry as the desert is any day.
I suppose I'd love you that way, If moisture could explain.
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Would it make a difference if I said it to your face, or if I told A friend?
If I did anything besides hold it in.
Would you care enough to be a better you, or tell me all your feelings too?
If I gave you the truth.
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I'll take the memories, the heartbreak and even the love.
You can go be happy.
I'll take the misery, the loss and I'll find lots of distrust.
Please, be happy.
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What can you tell me of hate?
Nothing.
Because it does not exist.
There is love.
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In this broken moment, I'll finally tell the truth.
I cared. But I wasn't ready to.
I loved.
But I couldn't love You.
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