My heart tells me to love you
My thoughts tell me I'll get hurt again
My heart and soul slowly opens up to you
My confendience slowly gathers
My thoughts tell me not to call you
While my heart dials your number
My words slip out like I've known you my whole life
My 'I love you's' slowly becomes tur with each beat of my heart
My heart slowly becomes unbroken with every minute you tell me things
You tell me I'm perfect
I'm not
You tell me I'm beautiful
I'm not
When I know we love I'll know I'm ok
And when we understand I'll never stop loving you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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