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there is something about you
and i cant quite put my hand on it
but i know if i could
the mystery would be solved
& i kind of like the unknowingness of it all
the first times and nervous excitement
my subtle smiles and your way with words
how i cant quite comprehend the eloquence that flows through your fingertips
& the way you make me feel, damn
i still havent figured out what causes all of this
the burning sensation in the pit of my stomach at the mere sight of you smiling
or the red tint that fills my cheeks when you tell me something sweet
not to mention the goosebumps i get, not from your touch, but from your words
you and those goddamn words

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