I want to crawl into your mind and untangle your thoughts. I want to sort out your hopes and dreams. I want to watch them and take notes on what makes me laugh and what makes me cry. I want to be in the back of your head when you're scared to tell you what to say. If you're not going to love me, I at least want to know how your brain works when you love someone else. Is it a mad love that sends your senses spinning? Or is it a calm and collected love that cools your emotions? Do you think things that you don't say? Of course you do. I want to be in the back of your head to make sure you tell the girl you love her. I don't want your boy even a quarter as much as I want your mind. Your beautiful mind.
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