can pass it by.
Counting the nightfall,
this pain in your car,
and the comfort it brings to my mind.
But everything I feel inside,
in the letters that I write to you.
I hope that I'm eternally yours,
nobody else has crossed my mind.
Crossed my heart and hope to die,
swear that I am eternally yours.
I'm the one you want.
I'm the one you want.
I'm the one you want.
I'm the one you want.
Emails are just fine,
texting between times,
sending you pictures of my face.
Smile through the sadness,
maintain the mood of madness,
while putting
words up on the page.
But everything I feel inside,
in the letters that I write to you.
I hope that I'm eternally yours,
nobody else has crossed my mind.
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