This Tastes French
I wrote this for you, and will write this for me. It will be for us. It is a gift.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Please, Don't Leave
There is no future
There is no past
Only you
Only me
Only this
Here
There
There’s only us
Only this
Only love
So take me,
Hold me close
And stay in the now
Stay here
With me
Forget the past,
Forget the world
Forget everything
But me
But this
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