When I wrote this I wasn't thinking about whom was reading this
When I wrote this I wasn't thinking about how people would see me
When I wrote this I thought of your eyes
The way you run your fingers through your hair
How you look at me
The way you hold me close
I was thinking about your arms
Your touch
The way our noses rub together when we kiss
I was thinking about you and all your bloody glory
Just you
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