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Love Crying Out Making my home, next door to yours, from behinde,you offerd me a Coors. as I turned, to your surprise, "Your pregnant"I guess that wouldn't be wise. We laughed, as you offerd to help, later, while having our lunch you kept to yourself. We only known each other, a few short hours, but, you feel it to, boy, love, has some power. With all your hard work, I handed you a ten, no, I was glad to help, thats when, my boyfriend walked in. Feeling the hurt, that I saw in his eyes, they were unspoken words, there weren't any lies. Greeting us goodbye, and to have a nice day, going out the door, I really wanted him to stay. Looking out the window, watching him open his door, I had to explain, I didn't want him thinking, I was a whore. Heading over, to tell him more, of my life, I hear another voice, and out comes his wife. Time passes by, with invites here and there, I notice he likes the things, that I ware. A year passes by, and still nothing on what we feel, my boyfriend beats me, in time I will heal. Becomming more than friends, as time goes by, is the truth comming out? No, we both deny. Holding back, our feelings once again, even, when he wipes the tears from my chin. I've been a single mother, for a while now, to tell him, "I Love You", I just don't know how. Seeing him, not with his wife, but with other women, with my heart wide open, I don't think, I should let him in. Closing my heart, I marry, my baby's daddy, our relationship now,It isn't to shabby. Over the years, we grow closer together, for him to say, how he feels, man, he's taking forever. Not waiting any longer, and my, Love Cries Out, from that day on, our marriages had done went south. "I Love You", he said, you don't know how happy, I am, I've waited to long, to say this, "I Love you too, Sam". Waiting five years, to say it to one another, now married finaly to each other. Hear we are, now going on ten years, of marriage, I hope he's ready, to push, another carriage. |
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