An Apology Is Owed to You

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I FEEL THE NEED TO APOLOGIZE FOR LOVING YOU
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I owe you an apology....
I should've told you how attractive you are to me.
And thinking that you knew...
I should've bit my lip and not my tongue
And told you
That I think You are the TRUTH....
A real man can't be measured, Baby...
And the fact that it's not about SEX
Has made you more attractive lately....
I'm still here patiently waiting.
I want to take this time to say
"For You I Am Grateful"
Everything I wanted in a man
And yet somehow still more.
Our paths crossed back when we were younger,
And somehow You became MY world...
Your needs became My chores...
Your Body a Temple...
For me, Every embrace is Spiritual.
So Yes,
I guess I felt the need to apologize
For being so into You.
Although you have complained and given me signs
That by Me, You are bothered
And I still have fallen in Love with You.
Which means I'm gonna Love You even harder.
Consider this Your Apology slash Warning!
So, let Me know what You need at night,
What You want in the evenings
And I will volunteer to give You a lil extra in the morning.
I will NEVER tell You what I can't or won't do.
You will only hear I Will ONLY!!
I Apologize, I just wanted to tell You,
I LOVE YOU!!

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