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'You'


When I look in your eyes I see a new day before me..
it's crazy because it's still Friday.
 
At least.. it feels like Friday because every time you smile back it's like the weekend,
again, and again the
week-ends-
 
I'm far too afraid of rollercoasters so I shy from heights,
though im trapped in this loop of falling,
again, and again I
fall-in-
 
if I could wrap myself up and sleep in your skin; I would, but thats like, illegal or something.
 
you defy laws anyway. 
 
Who cares about the speed limit when 'your' heart is moving fast enough to generate enough electricity to power a rocket ship to the sun and back?
certainly not me.
 
It's hot now.
 
Merely speaking your name makes my nerves twitch
and my skin itch
and my mood switch
and my blood rush..
 
causing me to sweat. 
 
You exercise my mind to the point where I
don't mind treading land mines to get to what is mine.
 
Which is you.
 
Look I'm not trying to take ownership of you or anything but I'm kind of possessive over things that I think about before
I brush my teeth,
wash my face,
leave my place,
school my school,
work my work,
return to my space,
and sleep..
so I just maybe might not be able to probably live without you..
and im fine with that.
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