I wouldn't love you, I really wouldn't
For once I don't know what's going through your mind
I could guess your worried
Don't be, I think we're for life
It scares me when you talk like that, of course we'll be fine
I only want good things for you
Do you ever get the feeling your making a bad situation worse
Or saying something you know is provoking
But you say it anyway. I do
You worry about what other people think
Maybe you should worry about what I think
I'm finding your reaction
Vaguely irritating. But then
This morning I felt like death, and letters are healing
You don't need to read this for me to heal
It's already done.
I want to spend forever with you. But -
- Only if you fancy it
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