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I caught myself
daydreaming
of you
again.
Your lips
burning holes
in my throat.
"Is this okay?"
Yes.
It is.
I shake my head
Once,
Twice,
to get you out.
math
focus on math
But ******,
you're better
than math.
In your smile, I
found my happiness.
In your tears, I
found my sorrow.

In your eyes, I
found my love.
In your love, I
found myself.

— The End —