Of hope is the feeling I make of this,
When I want and I wish you to be;
In ups and downs, in struggles of life,
In my happiness, right beside me.
Of anxiety is the feeling I make of this,
When I struggle to find words to express me,
Though in my mind am pretty clear
Though I know you are the best I could have
I don’t know how to tell my love
I don’t know when I could overcome this fear
Of love is the feeling I make of this,
Its not that I haven’t felt this before,
For each time it was something new,
And in my search for eternal love
I find myself smiling at you.
I don’t know how this is going to end,
Like all times or something different.
But at this moment when I think of you,
You are what when I wear my best smile.
Courtesy: Philip Thomas
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