I've been told I'm cynical
by a hippie with dreadlocks.
No, I don't want to try molly with you.
I've been told that cuddling is better in the cold
by a boy with an enviable smile, wearing a striped sweater.
Let's make a book of comfortable sleeping positions for couples.
With the bed as the office, and the sheets for a desk.
I've been told that I'm too old for hugs
by the contributor of half my genes.
I love you too.
People tell me things
and usually I don't listen.
But sometimes I do.
Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC
I've been told I'm cynical
by a hippie with dreadlocks.
No, I don't want to try molly with you.
I've been told that cuddling is better in the cold
by a boy with an enviable smile, wearing a striped sweater.
Let's make a book of comfortable sleeping positions for couples.
With the bed as the office, and the sheets for a desk.
I've been told that I'm too old for hugs
by the contributor of half my genes.
I love you too.
People tell me things
and usually I don't listen.
But sometimes I do.
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