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I swear, had I been the night itself, I would have

I swear, had I been the night itself, I would have placed my hand in yours that day, love. 
These shining stars would have been there to guide us through, to the sparkling sun lit day.  

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 I never asked for your address, but somehow your voice and the sound of my name being uttered through your voice, still lingers in this night like an unsaid promise. 
That day when you wanted to take my hand and lead me to the poetic address of your subconscious heart, truth be told, I was scared. 
I was scared of sorting out the mess that I have been rendered by this whirlwind of words and promises. 
The dreams and daydreams that once preferred the Vermillion tinged clouds of the receding eveni
I swear, had I been the night itself, I would have placed my hand in yours that day, love. 
These shining stars would have been there to guide us through, to the sparkling sun lit day.  

//caption//
 I never asked for your address, but somehow your voice and the sound of my name being uttered through your voice, still lingers in this night like an unsaid promise. 
That day when you wanted to take my hand and lead me to the poetic address of your subconscious heart, truth be told, I was scared. 
I was scared of sorting out the mess that I have been rendered by this whirlwind of words and promises. 
The dreams and daydreams that once preferred the Vermillion tinged clouds of the receding eveni