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Desperate
I was lying in bed thinking about
this guy at the beach.
This guy that my friend put into my head.
Just thinking about how desperate I am to love people that I don't even know.
People that wouldn't even give me the time of day.
People that are so perfect in every way that I just can't seem to get out of my head.
If it seems like I'm desperate it's because I probally am.
So ready to love people that will probally end up breaking my heart.
So ready to love people that will make me cry myself to sleep every night.
But for some reason I don't care.
Just to know that someone loves me is enough for.
That warm feeling inside when their around.
That gentle smile on their face.
But yet I should care that my heart is breaking into a million pieces.
I guess I am just desperate for his touch.
Desperate for his love.
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