8-2-09 - Poem by Audrey O'shea
It just blows my mind, so many years spent wishing for you, now your here and actually mine, and with these feelings i don't know what to do.
Its a wonderful feeling, just sitting there next to you, but then i look up at the ceiling, and i'm so speechlesss that no words form, and its you i just want to grab onto.
I'm so scared that again you'll go away, leaving me here to stay, to deal with my oncoming heartache, can't tell whats real and whats fake, so scared that my hearts gonna break.
And i really think that its just too late, ive fallen in to deep, we're a match made by Fate, the magic we can create, feels so damn good as it creeps, over my body it seeps, and if your there, its there even when we sleep
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