You clutter my mindthoughts of you, thoughts of me with youthoughts that keep me from restthat ull me to sleep at nightyour words are like butterthey're smooth and they're richand they make the bitter bits better

Madisen Kuhn
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I’m not the kind of guy who is the type to fall for a girl easily. I’ve never been one to just give up anything for anyone. I’ve never just gone along with anything just because everyone else does it. Thanks to that, I’ve managed to keep myself out of trouble to this point.

But now, all these thoughts of you are messing with my mind. And all these thoughts of me with you are making me restless at night. I can feel myself getting caught up in this stuff, and I don’t know what to do about it.

Your words are like butter, smooth and rich and they make the bitter bits better. They make me want to know you better, but it’s hard for me to see where that would end up, if it would end up at all. Your words are like butter, smooth and rich and they make the bitter bits better.

Source: Eighteen Years

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