Sappy Poem 8
How did we get here,
standing face to face?
I look into your eyes my dear,
and I find my safe place.
I have these feelings that you don’t reciprocate,
I guess I’m the only one to blame.
Maybe this isn’t really fate,
I should be done with all your games.
But standing here next to you,
I know I could never escape;
your games are addictive boo,
your every move leaves my mouth agape.
You’re fascinating in every way,
maybe thats why its so hard to forget about you.
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