Repeated Thoughts

You're wearing his sweatshirt

You went to his concert

Did you go to that park with him?

He holds your hands, he holds your waist.

He knows the taste of the corner of your lips

Did he see the wave when your hair got wet?

You get two spoons for one ice cream.

Your hair is in his bed.

Did he see you in that blue dress?

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

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to eternity