8. a secret

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I miss your sweet voice
Your lips pressing mine
Your hand on my back
Me on your lap
As your warm palm touches my hip
Wish it wasn't that stupid game
Spin the bottle - its so lame
That's how it started
And how it ended

I wish I could tell you that I love you
But don't know if it's true
Can't tell something
I can't feel
Missing our memories,
And never lasting priorities

Like you, but i
Can't tell you
Cause I'm shy
Watching the moon coming by
Time to go to sleep
Hope I'll wake up with your hand in mine
Want to tell you "morning"
Even if it's not that early
I know u won't care if my hair is curly

Want you to moan my name
Just like a hurricane
You fuck up my life
But want you here
By my side

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