So, I feel something. When I look at you. So, I sense that you are different. Just like me. Both fragile and strong at the same time. When you sweep you blonde hair out of your eyes. When you look at me and don´t look away. It´s not like his eyes. They burned me to a crisp. They cut me to the core. The scared me senseless and left me bleeding. It´s different. I still feel my heart flutter. I still have to look away. I still get shy. As you expand my already vivid imagination. As you leave me feeling breathless and happy and flabbergasted.
Can you rock my world?
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