Sometimes, I get annoyed without
even knowing why.
But my feelings for you haven’t
changed even a bit.
Maybe I’m the weird one.
I want to wake up with your text
every morning.
I want to fall asleep with your
voice at the end of the day.
On the weekends, I want to hug you
in front of a lot of people as if I’m showing off.
How I wish to do that.
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