One moment,
that remains undefined,
a sudden increase of emotion in my mind,
that over took my smile, your beauty and style,
The beginning of the end of my denial.
I'm guilty of not knowing what I wanted,
And im guilty of not treating your right,
but somewhow you managed to overtake me,
and I fell in like with you tonight.
In like is thinking about you,
In like is dreaming about you,
and wondering what my scene, of incredible being,
would have turned out to be without you.
The way you breathe is a story ,
the way you cry is a song.
The smell of your hair, and the scent of your air,
makes up your sweet cologne.
In like is understanding, and knowing,
that you're just a little more than a friend,
In like is your hands, that give me a chance,
a chance to begin once again.
In like is laughing about you,
not being happy without you ,
realizing my name just doesnt sound the same,
if everyone says it except you.
I fell in like with you tonight,
wich means we'll always be friends,
i'd be the one you speak to,
about how another girl completes you,
and still encourage you to love her again and again.
Because in like is being unselfish about you,
in like is not jelous and spiteful,
its you being happy with or without me,
as long as you're happy, its rightful.
I'm guilty of not knowing what I wanted,
and i'm guilty of not treating you right,
but somehow you managed to overtake me,
and I fell in Like with you tonight.

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