Monday, July 6, 2009

We pulled too many false alarms

You put happiness, love, and fear into me all at the same time.

I want to be able to love you with out the fear of losing you.
I wanna be able to know your ways, but I don't want to wait or predict on what you're going to do next.

I don't always want to take every little thing you do to heart.
Because it makes me a wreck.

You're perfect for me.
I just want to stop guessing if I am for you.

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