the slight brush of your skin against mine,
the touch which i thought to myself ‘ about time’.
smiles that play around, that lingers on your face,
knees could buckle and butterflies could form.
never certain, the gray areas, or maybe for you thats the norm
give me an answer, dont let me roam.
this time, i need to know.
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