I held my breath in your embrace, I closed my eyes just in case.

I felt lost floating in space, with my arms around your waist.

I was found by your sweet grace, and I held on tight and braced.

For the tears.
If it's unclear.
When you're near.
It's severe.
Deep down I fear.
And it's sincere.
That you my dear.
Might disappear.

Much like everybody else, that makes me feel a way I've never felt.

And I'm not too sure myself, if feeling this is too good for my health.

But my expectations upheld, and with everything you are I'm overwhelmed.

The way you care.
Your loving stare.
Your crimson hair.
I wasn't aware.
That I'm unprepared.
To truly declare.
That I can't compare.
With all of your flair.

And I can't maintain.
The things I gain.
And I obtain.
From saying your name...

Right after I say I love you.

It's just insane.
Hard to explain.
It racks my brain.
That my campaign...

Of meanspirited wit won over you.

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