Ramblings of a bored - imagination.
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She loves me too much,
I love her too.
I love her too.
Her heart beats my name,
I feel the same.
I feel the same.
Everyday her love reaches new peaks,
Am I really the man she seeks?
Am I really the man she seeks?
I fear I am not good enough,
For her kiss or hug or touch...
For her kiss or hug or touch...
She is an ocean - full of love,
I'm much below; she's far above.
I'm much below; she's far above.
I feel so lucky and so terrified,
For the day she leaves, I will have died.
For the day she leaves, I will have died.
She's soft, beautiful, compassionate,
And me, I am not all that great.
And me, I am not all that great.
She's more than all that I ever wanted,
But I never believed that I would really get it.
But I never believed that I would really get it.
And now she's here,
And my love is much less than my fear.
And my love is much less than my fear.
It won't last; I realise one heart will break,
So much love, I don't deserve; I cannot take.
So much love, I don't deserve; I cannot take.
-Shraddha
12.03.2014
12.03.2014
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