Open Heart Surgery

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You kiss my neck as my eyes roll into the back of my head.

Your hands grab me like never before.

Ravenous and hungry for more.

I fell for you.
I fell hard.

My heart has purpose in that regard.

I love more than I give myself credit for.

If we aren't meant to be, fine by me.

I want you to be happy, bottom line.

Just know that there isn't a moment you aren't on my mind.

Pacing the halls.
You have me questioning it all.

We met for a reason.

This isn't just a season.

I will see you amongst the stars.
Take my hand - one of them is ours.

Don't fear my heart, it's been yours from the start.

So, put me under.
Rip it out.

Maybe with a closer look, you'll see what I've been talking about.

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