Oh dear god, what have I done?
have I fallen in love with the wrong one?
The one I kiss to say good night.
The one with whom I often fight.

Or is it he, that we just speak?
Together forever, were we meant to be?
The one I see upon a screen.
The one who's voice sings me to sleep.

Oh lord, please tell me if you can.
Am I holding the hand of the right man?
The one I feel comfortable to be around.
Who turned my world upside down.

what about he who's hands I feel?
As if they were truly real?
Touching his keyboard to say "hello."
Talking for hours, I turn to jello.

Oh father, do me a favor please.
Is it he, that drops down to his knees?
Praying that I might marry him.
Maybe I'd be ready then.

Or is it he that I know well?
Is it he where my heart dwells?
The one that I have yet to meet.
Who makes me slightly more complete.

I know you'd help me if you could.
If you could say I know you would.
But for now, I think I love them each.
Seperately for different things.

I love he who holds my hand at night,
who walks with me and holds it tight.
I love him more than I could say.
For our relationship I pray.

And he who types and sings to me,
I love him as a friend you see.
Indeed, He's a very decent friend,
I'll pray to keep that in the end.

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Oh silliness.
felt like writing, stupid and awful things.
don't take this too far out of context,
it's just something that sort of came to me,
and I felt I should write down.
I'm not too thrilled about the out come.
But eh, why not?
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