Exist For Love
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Last published Fri, Jun 13, 2025
I've never felt like this before
My heart knew that I couldn't
And then you take me in
And everything in me begins to feel like I belong
I know I cannot heal the hurt
But I will hold you here forever
If I can, if I can
And then I learned the truth
How everything good in life seems to lead back to you
And every single time I run into your arms
I feel like I exist for love
Like I exist for love
Only for love
And then I learned the truth
How everything good in life seems to lead back to you
And every single time I run into your arms
I feel like I exist for love
Inspired by the song EXIST FOR LOVE by Aurora
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