I wonder how it’s like to be loved by you.

To receive “Good Morning Beautiful” texts from you.

To receive “Goodnight Love” texts from you.

To have you hold my hand.

To have you grab me at my waist before I fall.

To have you hug me in theatres.

To have you cuddle me up when nights get cold.

To have you listen to my stories when I have a bad day.

To listen to yours.

To squeeze into your arms when nights get cold.

To lean on your chest in the theatres.

To pull you closer when I’m about to fall.

To hold your hand.

To tell you I miss you before heading to bed.

To tell you you’re the first person I think of when I wake up in the morning.

I wonder how it’s like to love you with all I have.

I wonder what it’s like to be in her shoes.

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