By Dee Kay

Was it Love? By Dee Kay

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Was it Love?

By Dee Kay

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Was it love when I waited for your school bus just to get a glimpse of you?
Maybe it was love when I used to be lost in your eyes only to miss your words.

Was it love when you smiled at those stupid jokes of mine?
Maybe it was love when you kept calling me after our big fights.

Was it love when I held your hand walking down that lonely road?
Maybe it was love when I heard you say those three words.

Was it love when you closed your eyes as our lips touched?
Maybe it was love when I pulled you closer just for a hug.

Was it love when I just wanted to be your side forever?
Maybe it was love when you talked about a future for us.

Was it love when you decided to set yourself free of me?
Maybe it was love as I took the blame for things I did.

Was it love when I kept quiet even though I had so much to say?
Maybe it was love when I decided to set me free.

Love was what caused my fall and love is what will create my rise,
I might not know understand love but I know what it feels to be us.


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