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help me from this clustered room full of screaming children i'm just trying to talk to you, my devilish lover.
i miss you so summer has almost arrived i've always been fond of the season, for it was the season we first met hopefully our paths will cross each other again.
i love you infamous one for all the things you've done and said i love you for who you truly are: the way you talk so enthusiastically when you talk about something you passionately love or how you go along with all my idiotic fantasies, to your ways of knowing how to get inside my heart.
your winsome charm always makes me keen you know exactly what you're doing to me and you have no idea how much i love you for it.
you can be such a prick sometimes but i see a flower growing inside of you the most beautiful flower i've ever seen the petals as gentle as you so delicate but in desperate need to be touched, at times you're so sensitive but darling i fucking love you for that.
i think we've passed the love games we played on each other it's time for us to confess but i'm not sure if i'm quite ready to.
i'll stay in the sidelines for now until we risk it all but just know that i'll be there for you 'till the roots of your flower slowly starts to rot.
