You don't seem to happy with her
Baby
And maybe this hurt me
Because she's holding my
Baby
And getting to know you
More than I ever could
Baby, I, I'm falling
For you
And this
Baby
You should be mine
And we...
Should just be
Happy.
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)