Could this be magical In every way that I had hoped The night began with a dread in my heart By the end of the night there was a moment That you were not throwing your arms around me Or holding my hand or sweetly kissing my neck So you say sweet things to me and I don't fall Like I used too Perhaps I have heard too many words like those ones One thing stuck out to me on the phone My words kept you warm You waited all day to hear my voice You want to keep me for a long time If you don't leave me you willBirth sign: Libra
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