Here We Are Again
Why is it that we can't control who
we love
Bac and forth we go. We push we
shove
We kiss, we hug. We give a new
meaning to the term making love
One day I want you, the next, I can't
stand you
But still I have to have you. So
addicted to the things you do
How is it that you can have me this
way?
My head shouts for you to leave but
my heart screams for you to stay...
Please stay...
Copyright © Monica Nealy | Year Posted 2013
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