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Sitting there next to you,
looking prettier than ever.
The nervousness I feel when you're next to me.
I looked at you and made you smile,
I like the way it comforts me.
Convincing me to believe.

It's so obvious that I like you.
I fell for you the first night I met you.
When I'm with you, you are all I see.
When I'm with you it's like the perfect dream.
Never wanting to wake up and face reality.

It's been along time since I've felt this way.
The tears have all dried up,
but the scars are still healing.
I fear you more than you would ever know.
I'm afraid of being hurt again.

If there was only one word.
One word to describe how I feel about you,
that word would be respect.
You're just so very special.
I have already put you upon a pedestal above the rest.
Where I hold total adoration for you.

I haven't kissed you.
I haven't even held your hand.
And I already know you're the one.
The one that makes me want to fall,
fall in love again.


-Oblivion77-

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