| You don't know me, I'm just a little bug, who twitters and flies around your head. You never try to slap me away, you simply allow me to be, and for every word you so deftly say, I worship you. Your smile can make me blush, your chuckle can invade my stomach, your voice is a river down my back. I accept who you are-- I know you're not perfect-- but you look at me with those deep eyes and I can't help but sigh. |
| Naivety |
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