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| I don't care what you do, I just love your touch. Running your fingers through my hair. Would that be asking too much? I don't care what you say, I melt when you speak. "I love you," still too much? You'd make my knees go weak. I don't care where you go, I love to be around you. I'll follow you like your shadow. Would it be a bit much ot ask for hand holding too? I don't care how affectionate you are, Or aren't, if it matters. I just have to know you love me, And will never leave my heart in tatters. I don't care if I ask too much Of you from time to time. You just seem to be worth it to me. I just love calling you mine. |
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