I have all the time in the world to stare at the girl I love over there in that dress and cardigan. I watch her how I haven’t been allowed to for too long. Love fucks you up, man. In what world, what shit has to happen between you and someone that you miss just being able to stare at them, because I’ve missed staring at her. I love watching her do nothing, love how she moves, especially when she knows I’m watching, which she does right now. She’s swallowing, nervous, and peeking over at me whenever she can squeeze it in naturally. I can’t look away because I’m thinking about all the things I
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