What's the most beautiful thing you believe in?

Maybe we met for a reason or the love that we got is only for a season.

Do you want to grow with me?

Sit on the porch with newspapers getting old with me while sex.

Any way that you like while we live in the Jodhesee shit.

I love the way you stroking me.

But what about when things end with you hope to be?

Would you back out and pack up?

You gonna leave me and say, fuck love?

Do we come this far to just give up?

I hope you could fill in your heart.

I hope you've helped up unless you feel like you live in a place where there's no love.

And no excitement and the thrill is going.

Now if that's the case, shit.

I gotta let you leave.

If you feel like there's nothing here for you, I'ma set you free

because I know whatever you check that you meet inside of them.

You look for pieces of me.

Who the hell gonna do you like me?

Or are you searching for things you never felt?

Shit.

Or did I just make you better for somebody else?

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