I love the way you make me smile
The way you hurt is also fine.
I love your eyes and the way you talk
I'd probably even love the way you walk.
I love it when you say, 'I love you'
It drives away all the sorrows and the blues.
I love it when you laugh
It's like a million stars befall.
All the more, I love you for what you are
Not for what you could be, by far.
I just love you.
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Friday, January 14, 2011
Hurt
Those words that you said
They hurt a lot
Albeit tears I didn't shed
Tears were all I'd got.
You were rude but you didn't know
It was all probably unintentional
Yet I love you so
Loving you for me is conventional.
Yes, even the way you hurt is beautiful
And all the tears I don't shed well up.
You will realize someday, I believe as a rule
Someday you will realize when I'd have given up.
They hurt a lot
Albeit tears I didn't shed
Tears were all I'd got.
You were rude but you didn't know
It was all probably unintentional
Yet I love you so
Loving you for me is conventional.
Yes, even the way you hurt is beautiful
And all the tears I don't shed well up.
You will realize someday, I believe as a rule
Someday you will realize when I'd have given up.
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