Time
There is so many periods in a day
in which time seems to stand still
Nothing seems to be moving
nor do I, except my mind
I get lost in the thought
of thinking soley of you
Wondering totally about my love
are you all right, and how's your health
I miss you girl
in such a desperate way
Need your love or the feeling of it
in more ways each and everyday
It's as though I'm lost
searching to be found
Going in circles
trying to get out of this cycle
A trend I find I'm beginning to hate
for it seems I'm almost losing faith
There's only one thing I'm sure of
this time tomorrow I'll still be in love with you.
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