Let me explain it to you now. This is
love, true love, unadulterated love. It is in the way that you look at me when
you don’t even realize you’re doing it, the way my name drops from your lips
onto the ears of others. It’s in the way that you yearn for me. I can feel it
eighty miles away, over the moon, past the stars, settled deep within my heart.
What you feel for me is love. True love. You know it as well as I, so why lie
to others when they ask you about it? Why lie to me, why lie to yourself? You
don’t know? Well neither do I. I don’t see the point in lying because honestly
there is not point, only fear in your actions. So when will you drop the fear
of young boy, and embrace you’re woman like a real man?
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