You roll over in your sleep, with your dreams fresh on your lips. Your hands fall over me as if they were drawing a map between freckles. Soon your lips follow, retracing. You burry your head into my neck and with a sleepy, mumbled voice you whisper how much you love me. And without a doubt I know, forever is never long enough.
You know I’m such a fool for you
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All the fucking time
looks like he tryin to think of a way to tell her she can’t stay the night