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Hoping I'm not addicted, Your a strong drug, On my heart, pulling the strings. When the waves of the ocean take me over, spinning my whole soul, crashing into the bottom of the sea. You seem to be the life jacket, the lighthouse to my foggy weather, the umbrella blocking my rain. When the time comes I hope we will turn this on and off sharing of memorys, conversations, mistakes, and love. Into a connection from house to home, from 2 friends to 2 magnets, from something new and scary...into something that doesn't end. Because you are my other half. I am a hammer, you my nail. Without you, I am one sock with no shoes. You are the reason I started drinking decaf. You are my drug of choice.
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