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Should've Kissed You When I Had the Chance

It's the idea of falling in love.

Falling in love with delicate touches and rhythmic

breathing patterns.

When your handpicked wounds are wrapped

around in a white linen piece of their shirt.

It's them.

It's the idea of falling in love.

Should've kissed you when I had the chance.

Has it ever been easy?

I think it never is.

Loving a heart that's never known love,

I think is a forbidden bliss.

Feeling sunshine on my face,

while I rest my head on your chest.

Cherry lights and rainbow skies,

were never mine in the first place.

I look at the stars,

barely holding their spark.

And then look at my heart,

barely holding on that flicker of light in the dark.

Lighting up candles on the kitchen cabinets,

doing our little dance,

standing in between the hallway to both our homes,

GOD I wish I should've kissed you when I had the chance.

My heart's sweet and tender,

it ain't tough.

Can't you see, I still stay?

Even when am not enough.

You took the summer from my life,

leaving no rain for me to root for.

But lover trust me when I say,

you got that kinda eyes that could end war.

Yea I love you,

but I don't like you.

I might know the pattern to your breaths,

but sweet lord, I wish I could despise you.

I was chained to the rythm of your trance,

I tried finding shelter in someone else's arms.

But GOD I wish I should've kissed you when I had the chance

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