what is this?
I don't want you to just be a memory There is more to us than just ecstasy The way we talked and the way we laughed The things you said as we laid together in bed There's something I want to say to you but I can't These feelings I want to confess make no sense You're different and your special You'll never know how much you play with my mental So here I am burning in my dread About all the things I wish I did and the things I never said
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