My...How He's Making Me Feel

My soul's entwined, my hearts combined, with his face and his place...With a dash of maturity on the midst...'Tis better than bliss...

My mind is compatible, he's not forgettable. His body's fine, but he is not mine...With a flash of hope to breathe, the hour calls in a breeze...

My body's chipped, my insides are ripped, he does not see, he does not believe. With not a second too late, it's time to make haste...

My eyes are blind, my brains in the wrong time. His flash of a smile, he's turned the right dial. With his arms wrapped around me, this feeling will stay...

My heart's not broken, and yours is hoping to find someone like him. To find someone to believe in. Within time you'll be just fine.

My soul is forgetting, his call is creeping under my skin stirring something within. With a quick question...He's still got me guessin'.

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