come back and swing in the chair with me again.
come back and hit your head on the glass window again
and make me laugh, and put your arms around me again.
no one has ever looked at me the way you do.
you don't know how that makes me feel.
no one. you aren't faking that look.
thats not something you throw around. i can tell.
i want you next to me right now. so fucking bad.
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