dance with me until our little thing dies

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disco beats around your curls and i lose myself

my body dances and my brain stops thinking and my heart beats and there is you

dancing like an idiot

and i wanna kiss you

and i don't know if we're really at that point yet


i feel so much taller around you and i kind of hate it

and bigger, in general

but i can't hate being around you

because god, you kind of take my breath away

you are an out of body experience

every second with you is that day at the bus stop

that moment we almost kissed

that minute we just stared at each other until we both chickened out

sometimes it hurts to look at you

that feeling in my gut that says, oh god, she could break my heart

but you don't feel like a broken heart

and maybe i just sound like a broken record at this point but christ almighty i really fucking love your hair


our end is inevitable

and it will hurt

but for now,

just dance with me

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