The Terms and Conditions of Your Heart

Too many rules, too many things,
Blocking my heart from its true focus,
Waiting one day for it to take wings,
For you to do that bit of hocus pocus,

Waiting for the day when you'll say it
Tell me it's true,  tell me you love me,
Waiting for you to feed the fire you've lit,
Waiting for you to finally see,

I can't bear these terms and conditions,
Too many restricitions,
Not true reflections,
This isn't just some election!

I can't bear this.
I've chosen you - have you chosen me?

The End

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