I really love you, dont I?
And what a shame that is.
Sometimes I wonder if you know.
I wonder if you know the way you have me wrapped around your finger.
I wonder if you know that my heart and soul wants nothing and no one but you.
I want you so bad.
I truly do.
I want to hear your morning voice.
I want to hear your laugh.
I want to see you at your vunerable moments.
I want to see all of you, the real you.
I love you, and I hate it.
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Bottled Emotions
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