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'Sweetie'

Big,

Wide eyes.
And every time they look at me, my heart goes on a ride
With every shiver of her hand, my heart aches and the smile on her face makes it race. 
A person I actually love.
But not endlessly, 
There’s still a me. 
And if push comes to shove I will leave. 
'She’s a bitch' 
but so am i. 

The world keeps telling us no,
but I'm not letting go.   

I'm happy loving her. 
There's too many reasons to explain 'why'.


-Aems.
(Another way overdramatic teen who's fallen into over-rated, stereotypical, cringey, complicated, hopeless love<3)

 {i love you}



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