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Jan 2016
I wanna be the one you call with your momma,
I want you to be mad at me because I didn't come over.
Want you to kiss me when you see him,
And smile with butterflies in your stomach.
Get closer when there's thunder
Hold me when it's raining.
Tell me what happen as you sit up on the counter.
Look down so I can put my hand on your chin and watch you fall in love with me over and over.
Lay on me and count my fingers,
You know me so well you kiss my cheek with no problem.

See..
We don't have to act like you don't wanna,
I play in your hair as I make your mind wonder
Text me and call me with morning text and "what are you doing".

..I've just been thinking of things I would do if I had you as my lover."
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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