He makes me smile
he makes me laugh
he makes me think.
Think about how it'd be,
to know myself more,
to grow myself, to learn...
learn to be like him,
know what he knows,
love what he loves,
just to grow the way he's grown.
He makes me blush,
he helps me live,
live and think....
Think how nice it'd be
to have a friend like him,
love a man like him....
But never will I think to want him,
just to keep from losing him,
only because I need him,
and that's already to much.
To much for me to cope with,
so much, I can't accept...
But never, will I be able to forget...
only because, it's how I feel.
God is Good
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