Just That

by belle   Oct 28, 2006


Just sitting next to you
My pulse begins to race
Just thinking about
Red comes to my face
In you presence
I find it hard to think
In your presence
My worries begin to sink
Just seeing your smile
My heart skips a beat
I feel a chill
from my head to my feet
You're mine and my love
And this I would tell heaven above
I love you and I always will

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