Time and Time
Time and time again
I tell myself not to love you
Not to let your smile entrap me
I love the way you look at me
But I must teach myself to stop
The way your hands caress my body
Oh the chills
Please don't manipulate me
But no. You just have to do it
You anger me, the sweet anger
The anger that doesn't last
Because when I get up the courage to tell you how I feel
You touch me
And that touch does things
Things that have never happened
My knees get weak
And it seems like you're the only one who can save me
My love for you will never fade
But I wish it would just take an absence
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