Correct today, Wrong tomorrow.
This was an infatuation gone wrong.
I see you with my eyes, but I feel you with my soul.
I touch you with these hands but I love you with this heart.
I can smell you, hear you, but these senses do not quench this thirst.
Your presence keeps me still.
Feelings and emotions are the starting line up and sadness was the first man off the bench.
No need for green, cause you keep me high.
No need for juice, cause you keep me feeling nice.
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