I am a helpless romantic
caught in a world of blindness and shame.
Where the one I love
has control of my life
and twists and turns like a breeze.
The thoughts and meanings
come without trouble,
as love and fear fill the room.
What to do,
what to say,
how long to wait?
Is this a world
that is ready for those
who are hopeless romantics,
who urn for love
and excitement each day?
I believe now we shall fade away
because now's not the time
to let our guard down.


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