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How do you know when you've fallen in love? When you never seem to have time to think. Your mind is full of other thoughts, everytime you begin to blink. Does he ever think about you? How does he start his day? Where is he at right this moment? You hope he is feeling okay. Throughout the day who will he meet? A new person? Or an old friend? Is he smiling as he walks along? What places will he need to attend? You crave his soft eyes and tender lips, And his voice of melodic sound. You want to feel his special touch, And your feelings are very renowned. ~Emily Adams |
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