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There's a boy I know, he's the one I dream of
Looks into my eyes,
takes me to the clouds above, mmm-hmm
Oh, I lose control, can't seem to get enough, uh-huhWhen I wake from dreaming, tell me, is it really love?
Ooh, how will I know?
(don't trust your feelings)
How will I know?
How will I know?
(love can be deceiving)
How will I know?How will I know if he really loves me?
I say a prayer with every heartbeat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I'm asking you what you know about these thingsHow will I know if he's thinking of me?
I try to phone but I'm too shy
(can't speak)Falling in love is so bittersweet
This love is strong,
why do I feel weak?"
"How Will I Know" — Whitney Houston
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He Loves Me... She Loves Me Not
RomansaThis is a sequel to my story "Walk Me Down The Aisle" ___ It has been several months since our last conversation, and the details of that exchange have faded from my memory, clouded by a haze of deceit and regret. I've come to accept that perhaps ou...