(48) confessions

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i've had my doubts

thinking over and over again

i've been reminiscing


let's lay beneath the stars

in the dark

with my head on your chest


no, don't you leave

i'll be your best

hold my hand

and tell me

all of your secrets


afraid of falling in love

it's a curse of mine

a case of 'falling too hard'


till death do we part


whatever happens

i don't care

when i'm with you

making memories

we can share

our favourite drinks

i'll still be shy

no matter what you think


i know i have my issues

and you have yours

i can sink like the titanic

keeping me afloat can be a chore

but i don't wish you

to watch me from the sideline

but i'll be content

as long as you treat me right


we can watch all the movies

talk all day long

about nothing, everything, anything

whatever you want


i'll send you my favourite songs

plant a kiss, turn tomato red

on our way to the beach

we can hold hands

i'll admit

after that

i'll be

thinking about you all over again

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