I walk out of the classroom, look to the right
There you are, walking out of YOUR class
Clutching your book, so tight tot he perfect body you own
The strong arms I wish you could hold me with, that you WOULD hold me with
During a scary movie, in the cold
Through bad times, and the good
Your second best quality, your hair
The shaginess, the smell
The grayness of it makes me fantasize what it would be like if we grow old
together
The ultimate best thing about you...
Your ability to make me smile
To push me
Towards my goals, my ambitions
My dreams
My dreams of being with you
 
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