how many times do i sit here
day after day
basking in wanderlust
thinking of you
let's lay-just lay
feeling heartbeats and warm breaths
study the faces
the curves and lines
the smiles and the laughs
i love listening to you
i love looking at you
and knowing precisely
that i have you and that
i'm the luckiest person ever
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