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My dear I must confess
That thine heart is not at rest
I toss and turn each night
Wishing it was true
That you would feel
That butterfly sensation that I do
Excitement drives me forward
Closer to your heart
Sheer lunacy drives me back
Which is tearing us apart
My heart it spills, it spills for thee
Yet my fears keep saying,"It's simply not to be"
The time has come to ease my heart
I'll lay out my cards and spread them apart
Now you lay out yours
Are we meant to be?
Or will you walk away from thee?
Or will you stay friends with me?
If you decide that our hearts can't one
I'll understand completely except life won't be as fun
One day I might find someone as great
Hopefully you will too
But as for now my dear
My heart,it spills for you