To speak so little words to you is like a curse, And yet I am afraid of your thoughts, Afraid of how you see me now, rather than what you once did, You aren’t the same anymore; Once, you held me as if to shield me from other fools, You reached for my hand at every chance that you had, You kissed me with such a passion that left me quivering when it had ended, I still yearn for how you once were; What has changed since then? What has made you become silent and bored? What has taken your eyes away from me… I wish I could reach out my hand and touch you Make you feel the way that I feel But I can only sit back and try my best to grab your attention for a second time, Hopefully for a lifetime; What I want is to tell you my deepest secrets as we lie in a starlit field, What I dream of is living an eternity by your side, And what I need is you; I still love you.Birth sign: Scorpio
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