Page 54 of Born Into Trouble (Occupy Yourself)

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Twenty-Seven

Lying next to a sleeping Lucia in his bed, Benny’s fingers trailed over her shoulder, tracing an imaginary line down her arm. Using his fingertip, he slowly wrote out the words of his love song on her skin, singing along in his head.

If you’d told me I’d see her once and be hooked,

I’d laugh at you.

If you’d told me her beauty would call to me in the night,

I’d laugh at you.

If you’d promised me a lifetime of beauty like hers,

I’d laugh at you.

Knowing nothing

Nothing is as sweet,

Nothing is as pure,

As the promise of love.

There’s a moment in time where your heart knows,

Mine beats for you

Never making peace with the hollow left behind,

My heart weeps for you,

Finding you again grants my dream come true,

It’s always been you.

It’s you for me and me for you.

Nothing is as sweet,

Nothing is as pure,

As a promise come true.

Be my promise, baby.

My promise of love.

True love come to me.

My promise come true.

Love me, like I love you.

Be my baby, be mine.

My baby.

Mine.

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