In anticipation of exciting days, what may or may not be.
I love the feeling and hate it at the same time. Passion flowing freely, trust cautiously appearing out of a shell, a few walls crumbling down.
And that small bit of fright, a little bit of scared for what might be, what he may not feel.
Isn't this what love is all about? I want to get to the other side but without these feelings there may not be another side.
So i sigh and i wait for the future to unravel.
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