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by bUtIfLdIsAsTr Dec 27, 2006 category : Love, romance / desired love
Well, It's midnight again on another sleepless night I toss and turn and hold my pillow tight But it's not my pillow I'm thinking of I'm thinking of someone sent from above Someone strong, courageous, and true And yet, of course, that person is you I think of you always, really, I do And I'd like to believe that you think of me too I'd like to believe that you actually care But I'm not so sure, do I dare? You've had my heart before and there's nothing I regret And I know I've loved you since the day that we met So why don't you feel the same? This is my love, not some kind of game Just love me and hold me, but make sure it's true, even though no matter what, I will always love you