4 What It's Worth
Brown sugar
You are my muse
especially on days when I feel most confused
You get me
without even trying
You move just like the wind,
You spin me around like we've been dancing
all night.
You pull me in close and hold onto me tightly
You have this way of making the shitty things in life alright
You get me,
and not the way my friends do
You see a part of me I never knew was there
I know-
It's hard being two lonely people
But for what it's worth
I get you too.
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