Love
She asked me one day
What does love do to you?
I replied and told her
Love makes me stop in the middle of the day to think of you
When I’m with friends to feel lonely, because you aren’t there
To wish I had you in my arms, when those songs play on the radio, that gave us moments
The situations I watch with my friends
That remind me so much of us, and how we are
In the middle of a final that could pass or fail me, the only answer there is you
There seem an uncountable number of things that love does to me
I figured out one thing though
The most important of all, it’s that I only love you
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