You just walked in my room and made it smell like amnesia and Starbucks.
I'm glad to see what you're wearing on your heart.
I'm even more glad to see what you're wearing on your mouth.
Thank you for sitting for awhile and letting me tell you a story I've been wanting you to hear.
Thank you for that hug, and the fact that you entered my room before you entered your own.
I cant wait until you smell like Old Spice and Jesus.
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