Just a sight of you stirs something inside me
Your voice makes me feel warm
And when your lips part in a smile
I'm sure some words sprout in my heart
I want to bring them out,
Cherish them,
Celebrate them,
Savor their taste with you by my side
And yet, in between our 'hi' and 'goodbye'
Those words stay hidden in my heart
It's a vicious cycle that goes on and on
I know they'll sprout every time I'm with you
And yet, I'm afraid,
That someday you won't be there
And I'll forget how I feel about you
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Short Little Shorties 2
Short Story"Some more little stories to keep you entertained..."
