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It's been too long
Since I last wrote I'm still ashore And not on my boat I should still write When I get the chance I think it has quite The small romance You've shown me things In the last few days To which I'll cling In various ways I trust you now More than ever before So this is how You, I'll implore I don't mind jokes Or cute little jests They're a lot of fun And something of tests... I don't mind you being playful It goes with the problem I just need to trust. I'm still scared I'm still unsure I'm still afraid I'm still concerned I want to move on In this new area we've found I just have to trust That our trust is sound The line between jokes And rejection is thin Please forgive me If I cry rather than grin... I'm much less afraid Than I used to be But please be gentle I'm still worried I'm taking the step And going on with you Even though the path looks clear Don't be confused When I stumble and fall Please, pick me up And keep me going. I love you...
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