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The way his hand feels in mine

Leaves me wanting his touch forever and a day

The way he makes me feel when we’re out walking

Has me feeling like the only woman in HIS world

The way he holds me in his arms

Has me thinking ‘he never wants to let me go

The way he says “I love you, it’s true”

Has me promising myself not say it back

The way he calls me ‘baby’

Leaves me searching for his beautiful name

The way he talks to me sweet and tender

Has me cautioning my heart not to surrender

Yet in all our love and romance he seems to forget

At anytime he might just walk away and leave my heart cracked

He forgets

I often cry

When I try

He forgets

Not I

© Melanie Arendse