All That I Think Of

Why won't my heart stop its beating?
Why are all my thoughts so fleeting?
Why does every breath feel heavy?
All these feelings in a bevy.

All my life I've never felt,
this feeling makes me want to melt.
Oh how I wish, I could go back,
to quell this dreadful song of lack.

But even though I feel afraid,
of love that through my thoughts pervade,
I cannot help but feel obsessed,
the smile in my eyes attest.

Ever since you showed me kindness,
I've been struck out of my blindness.
Ever since you taught me love,
you're all that I am thinking of.

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