I like the way you talk, the way you catch my eye.
I like the way you walk, it gives me butterflies.
I like the way you listen, I pour my heart out to you.
I like the way you are in my dreams, the way look too.
I like the way you say hello, The way you say goodbye.
I like the wya you say my name, even when you're mad.
But do you really love me too?
Because I'm always kind of sad.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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