Monthly Archives: November, 2017

Why Did You Have To Touch Me?

Why Did You Have To Touch Me?

Why did you have to touch me?
Why did I have to fall in love?
Why did I have to want you?
Why did you have to melt my heart?

Why now?
What am I supposed to do?

Why did you have to hold me?
Why did you have to mean it?
Warm arms, its been so long.
Why did you have to melt my heart?

Why now?
What am I supposed to do?

Why did you have to care?
Why did you have to be there?
Why did you have to melt my heart?

Why now?
What am I supposed to do?

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I saw a picture of you

I saw a picture of you

I had taken down

A while ago

Was covered in dust

As if hidden in an attic

For many years

My heart began to ache

My mind began to race

I closed my eyes

And all I could see

Was the picture of you

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