Are your palms sweaty?
Is your heart racing?
Is your voice caught within your chest?
It isn’t love; it’s like
You can’t keep your eyes off them? Am I right?
It isn’t love; its lust
Are you proud and eager to show them off?
It isn’t love; its luck
Do you only want them because you know they're there?
It isn’t love; its loneliness
Are you
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