Now that your here...tell...tell me,
am I the only the on your mind?
Because forever means nothing,
untill you deside it's true
I feel like... like you could be,
My one and only and I'll take the chance
of pain and hurt, if you feel the same
But if not...well then,
stop pulling my strings and teasing my heart
I want you to breathe for me, and I, you
Teach me how to steal your heart,
and I'll teach you how to handle mine
Author notes
This is, yet again, a patch work poem. I used a lot of promts and titles for this one as well.
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