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He's so tall that I have to decide where my hands are gonna sit when we stand
Do I  hold his waist or stretch toput them around his neck?
And when we kiss I have to stand on my toes so long that my calves hate me for it.
I feel so small.
He's my gentle giant, like my teddy bear after an overdose on steroids.
Strong but sweet and his skin oh so soft.
justin Dec 2010
what if a fall
what if i break
im going to explode from the emotions bottling up inside me
break me free
hold me and put me back together
dont leave me in peices
do whatever it takes toput me together agaikn
dont let me cut you with my broken peices
they are full of anger and sadness because they destroy the happiness
put me back together the way i used to be
for the new me is pushing you away and knocking you down whenu jump at a chance to help
forgive me and please
dont leave me
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