The way you talk
The way you walk
The way you dress
God you are the perfect mess
The way you look at me
And the way you smile
It just makes me melt.
You make my day
With just one word
How do you do that?
How come you are my cure?
You break me down
My wall of protection falls like rain
Around you words.
I hate it how much you influence me.
You know me and my quirky ways
And yet you love me everyday
You’re annoying and obscene
You get under my skin and make me twinge
But you are mine.
I choose you as my own.
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