Treasure Island

Tiffany Strickland


Falling In Love


Falling in love with someone who feels like they don't even exist
Falling in love with someone who I can't even resist
They know who they are, what they were, and who they've become
Just wish they could see as to what I see of the outcome
They are known from what they do, how they do it, and where it began
Falling in love with someone is hard knowing there's an end
They should know how much their wanted and missed
Because it all started with just that one kiss
I know nothing will ever happen
But they need to know I am here too
Because they is you

Submitted: Sunday, June 23, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 24, 2013

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