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Hey Beautiful


Hey Beautiful

We used to stare at the stars

We’d sit and talk

You wanted me to come over every night

You could only fall asleep in my arms

Now I can’t fall asleep without you in my arms

When I do, I dream about you

I’ve dreamt about you nearly every night this week.

 

You told me not to fall in love with you

But I did

I kept it to myself

Because you’re the type of girl that’s afraid to fall in love

And I’m the type of guy to write code on his arms and freak out about it

The type of guy to sit on top of his car and wait for two hours

Hoping you’ll show up

You told me you didn’t want to fall in love with me

But you did

You kept it to yourself.

 

Being without you

Not knowing how you’re doing

Causes my anxiety to spike

I drive up the mountain and stare at the stars to relieve it

I scream at God and beg

Beg that you’ll come back to me

At the end of the summer

Like you pinky promised.

 

It’s August now

And what I’ve been waiting for is almost here

I don’t know what’s going to happen

So close yet so far

I’m terrified

I love you

I Wanna Be Yours.

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