What in the world was I thinking,
when I thought we wouldn’t last?
What in the world was I feeling,
while thinking of the past?
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What in the world was I doing,
writing those poems filled with hate?
When I know in my heart,
being together is our fate.
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I’m so confused,
what in the world should I do?
I’d lay down and die,
if I ever hurt you.
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If it’s too late,
and you already feel the pain.
Just tell me that I hurt you,
at least the knowledge I’ll gain.
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I’ll love you forever.
What in the world should I say?
I’m not sure so hear this,
you fill my everydays.
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With happiness and laughter,
tears and sorrow too.
But that’s the pain of pleasure,
in loving you.
~*~ Jill ~*~