You felt your lips, it's not wet.
You felt your palm, it's not sweating.
You felt your heart, it's not beating faster.
If only there's a soul that could capture your heart,
A soul who could turn your frown to a smile,
A soul who could take you to wherever you wish to go,
A soul that could treat you like their only precious gem.
I could only dream,
Dream like I'm in a fairytale.
Wishing I would never wake up,
And hopefully taste the one thing called love.
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