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Thinking of someone, that somone is you...
To be living is to be thinking of you,
And no other sentence could be more true.
You take up my every living moment it seems,
You fill the subtlety of my mind and my dreams.
And to watch you just being what you are,
Was the reason I wished upon that star.
As when I’m blessed with your company,
Nothing else in the world means more to me.
And though how selfish those words seem to be,
I can’t exactly help what you do to me.
And I can’t help what love I feel for you,
As you know you hold my heart with all that you do.
And so, time goes on; and yet you’re not mine,
As we are somewhat stuck in that line.
That line which dwells between friendship and more,
That line which I’ve been trying to ignore.
But I cannot ignore you so neither can I this,
This beating of my heart with each little kiss.
This feeling of contentment when someone says your name,
And then falling in love with you all over again.
