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I Hate You, I Love You
I hate you for loving me I hate you for making me need you I hate you for making me want you I hate you for making me love you
Like 'Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless M...
I sit here feeling broken With my heart upon my shelve You are going back to her From me you now leave
Till Death Do Us Part
I tell you now in the beginning so you know from the start. I promise to love you with everything I am with my whole heart. Not just a piece, not just a little, but with every inch of my heart. Know I won't lie to you I won't hurt you, my love, Ill never pretend.
How do you feel...
How do you feel please tell me I need to know Do you know your feelings inside Do you know if I should still try
I hope part 2
I hope she loves you more then me I hope she is everything you need I hope she is more then I could be I hope she fulfills your every need
Miss You, Need You, Love You
I miss you I see your face and can't help but love you I love you so much I love you even though you've hurt me so
Thank You Pablo Neruda
Remember the beautiful night we spent Figueroa you are the one I'll never forget When I was holding kissing dancing with you Forever I knew in my heart that I would love you
It's Time To Say Goodbye
Hold my face close to yours Kiss my mouth like never before Make love to me with all you are Make me feel it deep in my soul
Back and Forth
Back and forth Back and forth As the waves of the sea
Maybe One Day
Sometimes I think and feel consumed by every thought in my head then nothing at all. I stare blankly at the ceiling and try to not have a single thought but at last I do fall. Short of pretending I know nothing or feel anything in this broken heart of mine. It still beats now, focus breathe, maybe one day it won't hurt to recall and I would be fine.
Today Is The Last Day
Today I tell myself this Today is the last day I will cry for you Today is the last day I will admit I love you Today is the last day I will admit I miss you
How many nights
The sent of flowers envelopes me as I clutch ur pillow My fragrance has not left since the last time I was here How many nights has it been
Each day my heart is less and less mine. Each day that passes my heart is only yours to find. With every look every touch I lose it more Everytime.
The language of your love
My heart speaks a language which can only be described as love. You my beloved taught me this, I learned this language from you. Your hands your mouth have all been my teachers. Your eyes look into my eyes and teach me love.
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Edgar Allan Poe
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I Hate You, I Love You
I hate you for loving me
I hate you for making me need you
I hate you for making me want you
I hate you for making me love you
I hate you for making me forgive you
I hate you for how I feel in your arms
I hate you for the way you look at me
I hate you for the way every love song makes me think of you
I hate you for how everything is perfect with you
I hate you because every old couple I see makes me think of you
I hate you for making me want to grow old with you
I hate you for all the ways only I know in my heart that I love you
For all the reasons...