If I could see in the future
I'm pretty sure
You are with someone else
And telling me that you're not feeling romantic
or social
Is the excuse of the inexperienced
I might have said the same
But there is the romantic part of me
The part that thinks like movie scripts
And happy endings
And sunrises
And it says, what if that is the truth
Why would he lie
He is not so fragile around feelings as you
More a bull, a wrecking ball, a large clumsy
So that part imagines that the hours I put in
I will get back
And you are going to wake up one day and want me there
You're going to see we are made for each other
And come running or something
And I won't be able to stop
the onslaught of kisses you cover me in
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