Blaming the Heart’s Sweet Song
I can't help loving you
Blame me for trying to love you dear, but I just can’t help it,
For your presence in my life, my heart can’t omit.
I’m drawn to your essence, like a moth to a flame,
And though it brings me joy, it also bears the weight of blame.
I can’t control the feelings that ignite within,
The longing, the desire, the need to be your kin.
I know the risks involved, the vulnerability it entails,
But love is a force that overrides logic, it prevails.
Blame me for wanting to hold you close, to feel your touch,
For yearning for the moments when our souls intertwine as such.
In your presence, my heart finds solace, it’s where I belong,
And even if it’s wrong, I can’t deny the love that’s strong.
Blame me for dreaming of a future filled with our embrace,
For picturing a life together, a shared journey we can trace.
I know it may be complicated, with obstacles we may face,
But love is worth the risk, it’s a testament to our human grace.
Blame me for being vulnerable, for wearing my heart on my sleeve,
For letting love guide me, for believing in what I perceive.
I understand the potential pain that love can bring,
But without it, life loses its vibrancy, its precious zing.
Blame me for daring to love, for taking a chance,
For embracing the uncertainties in this passionate dance.
I may stumble, I may fall, but I’ll rise again with grace,
For love is a journey, an adventure I’m willing to embrace.
Blame me if you must, but know that my intentions are pure,
To love and be loved, to create a love that will endure.
I can’t help but love you, dear, it’s a part of who I am,
And though it may be challenging, love is never a sham.
So blame me if you must, but in your heart, please see,
The depth of my love, the authenticity that sets me free.
For love is a gift, a precious treasure we can’t deny,
Blaming me for loving you, dear, is just a fleeting cry.
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