The Second my Foot was out that Door

The second my foot was out that door

I began to feel rather lonely

The type of loneliness I felt before I met you

The type of loneliness only your prescience can relieve

 

The second my foot stepped to the floor

I began to feel quite mournful

The type of mournfulness I feel only with your absence 

The type of mournfulness that can only be cured by a kiss from you

 

The second my feet crossed through the fence door

I began to feel really hopeful

The type of hopefulness I feel when I think about you

The type of hopefulness that only gets better

when I see you 

 

And the second my feet were at the corner home

I began to feel sincerely loved

The type of love I feel only with you

The type of love that only a hug from you can give

 

 

 

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