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Is there a reason you’re on my mind all the time?
Did whatever you made me feel, make you feel alive?
Did you get butterflies?
Did I make you smile?
Did you think of me for just a little while?
Please tell me, I’m not the only one going crazy without you?
I told myself this is the last song I will write about you,
But my pen keeps bleeding on this page,
Remembering all the love we made.
Late night dreams of you holding me tight,
Wanting to be in your arms tonight,
Passion flowing, late night moaning,
Falling asleep til the early morning,
Just a couple of things I wish we could’ve done,
Now I’m facing facts that what we had is over and done,
But here I go again—pen bleeding on this page,
Reminding myself of the love we made.
