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Love Sick
Catch me,
I'm falling down.
I'm going under,
I'm crashing to the ground.
My head is spinning-
Full of thoughts of you.
You say you know just how I feel.
If only you really knew.
My stomach churns
When you come near.
"I love you." I whisper,
Not loud enough to hear.
My sight is going fuzzy,
And my heart starts to pound.
All because you leave me speechless;
I cannot make a sound.
I know you'll never be mine,
And I know it's not me you'll pick.
I'll just try and find a cure
For being so love sick.
---
-sigh- I guess this is one way to vent excess love. Poetry really is my peace, eh?
R&R and whatnot.
xox
TaTE
Catch me,
I'm falling down.
I'm going under,
I'm crashing to the ground.
My head is spinning-
Full of thoughts of you.
You say you know just how I feel.
If only you really knew.
My stomach churns
When you come near.
"I love you." I whisper,
Not loud enough to hear.
My sight is going fuzzy,
And my heart starts to pound.
All because you leave me speechless;
I cannot make a sound.
I know you'll never be mine,
And I know it's not me you'll pick.
I'll just try and find a cure
For being so love sick.
---
-sigh- I guess this is one way to vent excess love. Poetry really is my peace, eh?
R&R and whatnot.
xox
TaTE
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