wanting

another thing to think about

whether or not

we have yet another chance

at this

scary is this

thing called love

as my heart is tied up in

knots

wanting to put my trust

in you

in us

my palms stay sweaty

lumps form in my throat

needing to

say those words to you

wanting to hold you

near to

me

wanting to say

yes

wanting to forget the

hurt

pain

sorrow

life

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