Sweet Nothings
Listen
Hear
I whisper sweet nothings
You nod as if you understand
This foreign language
Called love
I speak through my soul
You hear with your heart
Your smile never fades
As I give you everything
I realize now
I was vulnerable
If you had turned away
I would have broken
My true self was in the open
And you lean in and whisper back sweet nothings
Our foreign language
Called love
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