That actually sounds exactly like the kind of love confession you would make.
[Being a weirdo and loving someone at a distance.
He'll flip through a few of the pages before he finds one that sounds interesting. When he reads it though, it's not as smooth as talking. He has to pause at times to really look at the words and get their meaning before he can finish them.]
There is a place of peace There is a place of joy A place away from loneliness A place away from pain That place is next to you A secret garden Where black and white becomes a colorful place Of loving, kisses, touching, caressing, There with you and only you Cares of the world melting away Anger and fear are not allowed Prejudice cannot enter A place where two hearts beat as one A place where two souls are interwoven, Touching the inner-place of one another A place that I long to come back to again and again A place of sweet abandon A place next to you
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[Being a weirdo and loving someone at a distance.
He'll flip through a few of the pages before he finds one that sounds interesting. When he reads it though, it's not as smooth as talking. He has to pause at times to really look at the words and get their meaning before he can finish them.]
There is a place of peace
There is a place of joy
A place away from loneliness
A place away from pain
That place is next to you
A secret garden
Where black and white becomes a colorful place
Of loving, kisses, touching, caressing,
There with you and only you
Cares of the world melting away
Anger and fear are not allowed
Prejudice cannot enter
A place where two hearts beat as one
A place where two souls are interwoven,
Touching the inner-place of one another
A place that I long to come back to again and again
A place of sweet abandon
A place next to you
See? That one's nice.