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The way you make me feel when you tell me you want to watch a movie with me,
The way you make me feel when you say that you want to play games with me;
The way you make me feel when you text me,
The way you make me feel when you just say my name...
It's a feeling that I almost can't explain, but I'll try eighterway:
a warm, tight feeling that comes from deep down my heart. The place where that feeling came from, is screaming your name. It's screaming that it loves you, it wants to know you and all the little things about you.
But my mouth is not ready to tell you yet...
Categorie:Selfmade emotional shit.
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