The first time I met you I fumbled through my pockets
I thought that maybe past the lint I'd find words
When I touched your small hands I felt lightening
But the burn was nothing more than warmness
I was scared,and nervous,and cautious,but intent
So asked you what we already knew,how you felt too
I've felt stunned for this whole time
And perfection has never been harder to put into words














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Hold me and tell me we'll burn like stars, we'll burn as we fall.
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Turns out you like to play with knives and I hear it gives you a rush
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When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
You could be anywhere
I'll meet you there
-Owl City
I am silly xD
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Turns out you like to play with knives and I hear it gives you a rush
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When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
You could be anywhere
I'll meet you there
-Owl City
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