Meeting you was fate
Becoming your friend was a choice
but falling in love with you I have no control over.
Impossible, maybe, but worth one last try. I'm waiting on your reply. I'm sitting here patiently just for the chance that I might be able to hold you tight. And I want to know what makes your world go round. And I want to hear your voice for the sound. A love that defines all I've had in mind. Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes.
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