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His Name Is Rick

Going through the singles one day and I saw an ad
I saw one that was kind and understanding and felt right, because I was sad
So I wrote not knowing who was on the other side of the screen
Whether they were really telling the truth or would they really be mean?
But even sending simple email back and forth
I could read between lines how much this man is worth
So kind and gentle and just healthy mentally it seemed
but I was watching and listening for a slip up, but I beamed
just to think a man could talk like this so great
let's meet I said, I didn't want it to be too late
I saw him and I hugged him right away
he felt so good, like home, I got away
afraid of the good feelings not used to that
went inside and we talked and laughed as usual had a blast
it felt right I thought, still scared of my feelings
told him goodnight, drove home just reeling
slow down, take your time, think about it clearly
no hurry, don't worry, I know he is merely
a man, not a miracle just calm down you barely
know him, so your attracted, it's alright, you have to wait to see
if he is, get some feedback, maybe he didn't like you and it won't be
what you're thinking, you never know 
so if it isn't so and he doesn't want it to go 
anywhere then you can't care, so
just wait
it was just a date
that's all it was girl
now you're not for sure
about anything at all
put down the wrecking ball
STOP!!!
He sends me a text and says we'll talk tomorrow
now see what you did with the drama and the sorrow?
we're talking today
everything's ok
I think he's hot
Rick hit's the spot
where my feelings are
that sparkly star
I've saved forever
and I said never
we'll see
Rick and me

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