Please?
Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:27 AM
don't i hold you like you want to be held
and don't i treat you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
don't i hold you like you want to be held
don't i please you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
and wasting too much time
don't i hold you like you want.
and don't i treat you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
don't i hold you like you want to be held
don't i please you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
and wasting too much time
don't i hold you like you want.
That's what he said. And for the first time in ages, I was speechless.
He knew. He knew how I felt towards him afterall.
Well, if he's smart and he knew, then he should know when to stop.
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