My Famous Love
I think of him,
him all the time.
I dream of love and passion
because of him.
His music plays in my head
and my heart goes to the beat.
I see his face everywhere
as I usually lay under the sheets.
He takes my breath away,
even though he's not around.
I try to avoid him,
but he's always there.
My heart cries,
My tears fall,
My dreams become vivid,
because he's the reason.
Loving someone who won't love me,
Thinking of someone who won't think of me,
but whatever happens in the future,
He will always be with me...
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