I feel over joyed, but at the same time I feel worried and slightly on edge.
It's almost like getting hit by lightning, but it also feels like I'm flying.
I get worried, I cry, I smile and laugh.
I get excited about the little details on your face.
The big things that I could never miss, but it's the little things I could write out.
Write it all down and turn it into a love song of my own.
Relive the memories in my mind and fall in love with those little things all over again.
I replay that first kiss in the back of my mind a thousand times.
I live for that moment I had just to do it again.
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The Lonely.
PoetryLonely thoughts creep into my mind. I scream as the tear me up inside. No one knows No one hears the cries. No one knows me when it's night.
