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Addicted to What May Be...
Start it off slow...
A few quiet conversations
Expressing to one another
Our love expectations.
A tentative date for dinner.
Praying with all my heart
That he's not just a contender
But a real winner.
A man I look forward to being with
A man who feels the same about me.
I am addicted to
Addicted to what may be...
Spending time together
Building upon a steady foundation.
Through a firm friendship
We walk each other through the demolition
Of past hurts and broken relationships.
Out of the ashes a new love forms
A small scaled resurrection.
I am addicted to
Addicted to what may be...
I look into the eyes of men who pursue me.
Some
I see their lies and deception.
Some
I see their hurts and misconception.
But in one
I thought I glimpsed hope and admiration
He's the one I'm addicted to...
Makes me addicted to...
Addicted to what may be...
A few quiet conversations
Expressing to one another
Our love expectations.
A tentative date for dinner.
Praying with all my heart
That he's not just a contender
But a real winner.
A man I look forward to being with
A man who feels the same about me.
I am addicted to
Addicted to what may be...
Spending time together
Building upon a steady foundation.
Through a firm friendship
We walk each other through the demolition
Of past hurts and broken relationships.
Out of the ashes a new love forms
A small scaled resurrection.
I am addicted to
Addicted to what may be...
I look into the eyes of men who pursue me.
Some
I see their lies and deception.
Some
I see their hurts and misconception.
But in one
I thought I glimpsed hope and admiration
He's the one I'm addicted to...
Makes me addicted to...
Addicted to what may be...
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