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[poisonedbylove]

lets dress ourselves in fine clothes
go to a fancy resturant
afterwards we'll walk in the park
i could play you a song or two
then drive to the beach
and watch the sun set
then watch it rise

i'll stare you in the eyes
as you speak to me
because what you have to say is important
what you have to say is important to me
i'll hold your hand tightly,
like i'm not going to let go
cause i dont want to let go.

we'll talk like it was old times
you'll look me in the eyes
.as if what i have to say is important.
and you'll grab my hand
before the thought for me to grab your's even enters my head
walking by the shorline.
sand between our toes.

we'll look out into the sunset
and see reds and yellows and oranges
but all i can see is black
with the occasional red
but not the pretty kind like in the afternoon/evening sky
it's the crimson kind,
like when you witness a murder, a death, or a suicide

this feel too much like old times,
my inspiration had run dry
but it's back
and it feels too much like the old kind
i want to sit in the corner of a closet
drawing pictures of happy people
and the look on their faces

oh how i long for the look on their faces
for companionship
a genuine, authentic kind of love
the kind that makes your heart warm
every time you look at her
every time i look at her
every time i look at her

i want my insides to get all googly when she looks at me like she's never loved someone so much.

i want her soul to open up like a blanket
and wrap itself around mine
keeping me warm
engulfing my self-consciousness
making me feel beautiful
cause i really am
beautiful.

please wrap me up
make me feel beautiful
show me you know i'm beautiful
cause i really am
beautiful.