aching

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Amongst the laughs from familiar lips I only crave an invite to get to know yours

Have had the smallest teasing taste but it only left me aching for more

Those past words crafted delicately in the language of faith in a future love

And amongst all these people around you're the one I can't take my eyes off

It's the hardest part of leaving you behind knowing how well you are to miss

And as words drop off your delicate lips  I only wish for that third goodbye kiss

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