Day 23, Night 22
There's just something about you. You're the person I talk shit about to someone playfully but deep down I know your good qualities and I appreciate them. Everything you are, the good and the bad, would be something I'd trace my finger with if it was something touchable. You make me want to feel so many things. You make me laugh in the most goofiest ways and worried like a mother for her son. I want to be there for you and hold your hands at times you don't want to be touched nor to be seen. I want to hold like how lovers hold each other. And deep down I hope you feel the same.
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