Wide in the distance,
Of the love that you do not know,
It reaches out to you,
And won't let you go,
You pull back thinking it's not right,
It then get's it's revenge at night,
You sit there thinking,
How could this be?
You know love happens,
But you are thinking why me?
You keep thinking about it,
Until it hurts you inside,
And now you realize,
It's something you cannot hide,
Quite a bit along the line,
You think that it will be fine,
But you know it's still there,
And won't let it free,
You know what it is,
But how could this be?
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