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don't tell me that when we make love it stays in the sheets don't tell me that you fell in love with me between an orange sheet and a green comforter don't you dare say that the only place you love me is on top of a spring mattress if you believe that i only love you with a rubber on your **** then you found the wrong girl because i love you when your knuckles turn white when you roll your palm over the steering wheel and i fall for you every time you get out of your car to play with my puppy instead of walking me to the door i fall in love with you again and again every day when you look at me with puzzle pieces behind your pupils because you cant figure out my patterns and quirks don’t you tell me that we make love in a bed when i fall in love with you every second of the day and don’t you dare tell me that you have to shove your **** in me to feel something for me when i can see you melt each time i say my words out of order and sing the wrong lyrics, with pride so don't you dare tell me that when we make love, we have to be rolling on top of each other when it’s clear to see that we fall in love every single time our eyes accidentally meet from across the room
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 4:15 PM UTC
Maybe it's fate, maybe we're just *****
don't tell me that when we make love it stays in the sheets don't tell me that you fell in love with me between an orange sheet and a green comforter don't you dare say that the only place you love me is on top of a spring mattress if you believe that i only love you with a rubber on your **** then you found the wrong girl because i love you when your knuckles turn white when you roll your palm over the steering wheel and i fall for you every time you get out of your car to play with my puppy instead of walking me to the door i fall in love with you again and again every day when you look at me with puzzle pieces behind your pupils because you cant figure out my patterns and quirks don’t you tell me that we make love in a bed when i fall in love with you every second of the day and don’t you dare tell me that you have to shove your **** in me to feel something for me when i can see you melt each time i say my words out of order and sing the wrong lyrics, with pride so don't you dare tell me that when we make love, we have to be rolling on top of each other when it’s clear to see that we fall in love every single time our eyes accidentally meet from across the room
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jacquelyn
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 4:15 PM UTC
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