Would you hold my hand a bit tighter next time we meet?
The fact that you're around now, keeps me warm
You're summery and fresh
Glowy and comfortable
Can I visit often?
Is it weird that I wish you knew my favorite flower?
Just so you could buy some for me?
Is it weird that I want you to stay a bit longer?
It is weird, the way my hands sweat lately
Gripping the hem of my skirt, lifting it up a little too much
It's weird that I get a fuzzy feeling inside when you pull up?
Or when I get a call, a text…
It's fuzzy and uncomfortable and I don't love it
I don't hate it either
Please tel me I'm not reading this wrong
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