The way he smiles at me
Makes me forget I've been in love with someone else at all.
Isn't that awful?
We tempt each other. There's rebellious fun in that.An odd dance of temptation, flirting and blushing eye contact.
Oh how I want it all to end in a kiss.
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The Supernatural Laws of Love
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How this ends
The way he smiles at me
Makes me forget I've been in love with someone else at all.
Isn't that awful?
We tempt each other. There's rebellious fun in that.An odd dance of temptation, flirting and blushing eye contact.
Oh how I want it all to end in a kiss.