Spanish Class
The way you curl your hair with your fingers and it falls perfectly into place. The way your eyes look so shiny and like topaz gems. The way your glasses frame your face perfectly when you put them on after wearing contacts. They way your hands look so perfect hiding away in your sleeves. You're really all I need. I just need to wake up from a land of dreams and tell you how I feel.
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