YOU.
I smile whenever I think about you, and I think about you alot.
I never know what you'll do but, whatever it is, put into it was a ton of thought.
You treat me better than anyone ever has; and you're just my type, I'll give you that.
You're the only thought that runs through my brain.
24/7, it's an endless train.
When I make you feel sad,
It makes me feel bad,
Cause it shows who I truly am;
And I'm sorry for that.
I used to think of you as a brother to me.
Now I think of you going down on me,
I thought it'd never be.
You are the right person for me to choose,
But I'm too scared I'll lose you.
You've always been the one'
I've just been the foolish one.
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