I feel warm around you. You make me feel like I'm a star, embraced by this sparkling heaven full of different galaxies and black holes. Somehow you manage to get everything I say, and I recognize that can be a little hard. I know I get talkative when I'm around you, and maybe the reason I do so is because I always want to make the most of our time. I wanna tell everything that has ever happened to me and look into your eyes while I do so. I'm planting the seeds of what I hope to become "a honest environment", and you know that can be hard to do when emotions are flourishing at a violent speed, like ours are. Maybe someday you'll hold my hand and say you love me back. Until then, I'll just keep on doing things the best way I can.
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