I run to you,
And kiss you,
And hold you
A little longer
Than I need to.
You ask me,
'What was that for? '
And I don't say,
'I did something
Terrible
To you;
Worse than terrible,
And you don't even know.
I'm so so sorry.'
I just smile,
And hold you tighter.
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