Overrated

by Alyssa   Dec 2, 2005


Love is overrated.
And sometimes it cut likes a knife.
But you know it feels so right.
When you're holding me tight.
I know I'm safe when I'm with you.
You make me, me.
And I hope I make you, you.
I wanted you since we first talked.
Then I grew to need you.
I wake up in the morning with you on my mind.

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