I love you
I think
I want you
maybe
got chills
somewhere
did you whisper
into my hair?
I like your scent
I think
I love you
in a dream
and when you kiss me
my knees grow weak
at least I think
maybe
I love you
I think
I want you
maybe
got chills
somewhere
did you whisper
into my hair?
I like your scent
I think
I love you
in a dream
and when you kiss me
my knees grow weak
at least I think
maybe
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