My heart, my lips, and my soul beg for you,
When you're gone you take my heart in your pocket,
I know it's wrong,
That it's not meant to be,
That it probably won't work out,
But what if it is meant to be
What if you are made to be my perfect match,
And I don't express my feelings,
What if expressing my feelings causes me to lose my best friend because she called him hers first,
This love is unfair,
It makes me choose betwen my love and my best friend,
Life faces me with many challenges,
But this is the worst of them all,
The heart wants what the heart wants,
But why does the heart always want what it may never have?
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