Your
hand seems to be alone.
Could I hold it for you?
Do you know what you
would look really beautiful in?
My arms.
People call me Bryan, but
you can call me tonight.
I’ve
had a crush
on you since I got here.
I’m not drunk
but I’m just intoxicated by you.
Even
The sun can’t compete
with your smile.
You are a 9,
and I am the one on a scale of 1 to 10.
I
could stand here all night
and stare at you.
Until I saw you,
I had no idea what kind of girl
I wanted.
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