I know what love is all about…

I use to think that love was just a weekend thing, the way you make me feel, sharing a moment
of emptiness, but you see that wasn’t nothing, cause the moment he left I forgot about him, until you came in and you showed me what it really felt to be loved, and kissed, and held, and prayed for, and
wanted, and nutured and guided, and  to be understood

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