i like
i like
i like
i like
painting at 3 in the morning
and falling asleep at 4
watching the stars fade
while your face comes into focus
finding your hands next to mine
while i lose myself in your eyes
saying "it's up to you" religiously
even though we arent religious
having time slow down with you
yet there will still never be enough of it
feeling your thumbs make circles on my hand
as my entire body falls numb
having deep conversations
about shallow people
thinking about my favorite song
just before you blast it in your car
realizing you're completely perfect
as i fall in love with each of your flaws
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