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Quiet pillow talk
this perfect plan
am i not letting it
happen its the way
its supposed to?
im counting sheep
1...3....4...7....8
and im not falling
asleep to the beat of your
heart
i'd hold you
but im afraid of
rejection
and this fragile
heart is not ready
for failure
but the failing
failure of my
insecurities is costing
me everything
im promising not
to lose
i'd hold you
but im afraid of
rejection
and this fragile
heart is not ready
for failure
That's wonderful. Beautiful stanza. I wish we were still friends. Or could still talk anyway. We had about a good week there, and then it died. And nobody seemed to complain. That's kind of disheartening. Like a lot of things.
and im not falling
asleep to the beat of your
heart
insecurities is costing
me everything
im promising not
to lose
wonderful. and elvis sings on.