Maybe it is love but my heart doubts it Your simple gestures twords me are changin The ever growing feel within my heart We talk about everything from sex To love to shaving weird areas of the body :) So here I am dreading the end of the semester Trying to support you (Failing English is a bummer) And I want to tell you that I understand you I am sad how you are sad...
Reason for writing:
My feelings are building for him....
Birth sign: Libra
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