Feelings to develop.
For love to grow.
For wounds to heal.

It took thus long for realisation to take place.


That sense of longing-ness,
desire,
twinge,
effort,
determination
and conviction.

This feeling I’m feeling just won’t let me go.
The constant lacrimation process ongoing with a blank mind.

I do not believe in any form of certainty in life.

Perhaps, the mind is weak.
Perhaps, the time aren’t ripe
Perhaps, I just haven’t been proven wrong as yet.
This time round, I will struggle through.


Be my saviour
_________

She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up
Just one touch
And I errupt like a volcano and cover her with my love
Babygirl you make me say
And I just can't think
Than to hear you sing
When we do our thing
Babygirl you make me say


Sexy love girl the things you do
Keep me sprung, keep running back to you
Oh I love making love to you
Babygirl you know you're my


I'm so addicted to her she's the sweetest drug
Just enough
Still too much say that I'm simp and I'm sprung all of the above
I can't help she makes me say
And I just can't think
Than to hear you sing
When we do our thing
Oh, babygirl you make me say


Sexy love girl the things you do
Keep me sprung, keep running back to you
Oh I love making love to you
Say babygirl you know you're my


Oh baby what we do it makes the sun come up
Keep on lovin' 'til it goes back down
And I don't know what I'd do if I would lose your touch
That's why I'm always keepin' you around... my sexy love


Sexy love girl the things you do
Keep me sprung, keep running back to you
Oh I love (I love) making love to you
Say babygirl you know you're my


Sexy love girl the things you do
Keep me sprung, keep running back to you
Oh I love making love to you
Say babygirl you know you're my

She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up
Just one touch...