He always seemed
so focused
on everything
And the only
thing i could focus on
was the touch of
his lips
on mine.
so focused
on everything
And the only
thing i could focus on
was the touch of
his lips
on mine.
He would scratch
the back of
his head
while thinking on
what flavor of ice cream
to choose
And i would smile
wishing
i was the flavor
he chosed.
the back of
his head
while thinking on
what flavor of ice cream
to choose
And i would smile
wishing
i was the flavor
he chosed.
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