Confusion
My love for you just keeps growing.
I feel like it’s July but it’s snowing.
My heart beats slow and skips a beat.
It’s hard to understand through all this heat.
I want to be with you forever more
But a storm is coming and you’re closing your door.
I want you to know exactly how I feel.
My love is like this storm, it’s all too real.
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