Plenty of fellows
I loved long before
That cool August night
You opened the door
Never could have
Even began to imagine
The tsunami type
Whirlwind that was to happen
Never enjoyed talking
As much to you and vice versa
Eventually learning the same lips
That love can also curse ya
Blessing turned curse
Never blessing at all
Realizing your eyes
We’re actually my downfall
Seconds, minutes, hours
Days, months turned to years
Mathematically calculating
Fewer glad times, more tears
Break up to make up
Yet making up wasn’t your plan
Riding an emotional roller coaster
Ending where we began
Hard times then harder times
Struggles and pain
Still what’s even sicker
I’d do it all again
Still even sicker
What will forever be true
Despite everything
I only want you
The seemingly perfect
Man could others find
To me there’s only one guy
Who is one of a kind
In too deep now
Transferred mind, body,soul
Sickly stuck to you forever
Permanent love hold
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