matt

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I want to hear you string my name with cliché compliments you say you've said to no one

to be the reason you bring the corners of your mouth to their highest point

As you talk about the way your name rolls off my tongue

And how it's such sweet noise

I want to witness your face buried beneath a mountain of scarves

And watch your nose get pink from the cold

As our palms cradle the hand warmer we almost forgot to bring along

When we'd get back to your room

I'd like to sing a song for you

While we sit opposite each other

Painting the one who makes us swoon

You'd say mine was better, however your's turned out

And i'd laugh along because you were being too loud

Resting my head on your chest with ease, saying

"With you i feel my best. If i was a puzzle, i'd be complete."

You'd smile and kiss my forehead

And play with my hair as we lay in bed

Warm under green hand-me-down sheets

All you would do is stare at me

And i would stare back

In a state of awe

Wondering how i got so lucky

So early on 

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