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You texted me hey and I felt butterflies accumulate in my stomach The effect you have on me, like the slam of the ocean on the waves Relentless, powerful, the continuous crash as I think about you I want you
They wonder why they cry
She would trace the outlines of his face while they slept, so she could remeber every detail.
I know a few things. To start off, I know my name means hospitality in Greek.
I Always Tell You
You look at me as your answer,
Why does she float around with no shame? With words that are utterly sweet yet so crisp The optimisim that lives inside of her only to express it to everyone else No matter how great of a feature on him