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My journy to finding my love |
| Oh, here it is again, the wonderful feeling deep inside that I thought for so long, so many months had betrayed me into believeing it true. Tricking me into giving my heart away only for it to be torn and abused. The pain was unbearable, I felt so distant...so distant as if I were in a horrible dream that I would soon awake form. But I never woke. Not until you came along. You took what was left of my broken heart, fixed it and made me smile. You brought back the amazing heart-swelling, warm-fuzzy, butter- flys in my stomach feeling. The thing that some call love. They say it kills....and it does, but I trust you with everything I have and thus I give you my heart,eternally. |