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Hey let's be together,

I know you don't know me and I don't really know you but, I'd like to.

The thing is I love being around you it's like I'm covered in a blanket that smells like strawberries and cinnamon when I'm around you. Your comfy but exciting.

I would never get bored of you. I could stare at you for hours on hours endlessly just admiring the way you move, and speak.

Your voice is a piece of art in itself, the sound of it is like a sexy singer in a speakeasy, from the 20s telling the piano man to change the tune while smoking one of those long elegant cigarettes with the smoke framing your face.

I honestly could care less where we would go or not go, what we would see or explore because no matter what we do,

I won't see it
because my eyes will be on you.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 11, 2016 ⏰

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