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there is so much i would like to tell you. so i am. right now, alright? i want to tell you that you are the emptiness inside of me waiting to be filled. that sometimes i can feel our pulses beating together and i can't help but pretend your hands are wrapped around my waist. i want to tell you that you have already turned my life upside down and i want you to finally realize it. i want to tell you that i love your passion for everything you do. that tonight i wanted to call you so badly. that you are this hurricane inside of me. that one day i hope people write books about our love. that i want to wake up next to you every morning and smell your linger on my skin. i want to tell you that i want to steal your favorite sweatshirt and never take it off and i want to tell you that you are so different than anything i have ever seen in my life. that i love your jewish nose and the way you walk. that i love the smoke shirt you wear and when you took off my bracelet and held my hand in a way. that you make me feel more than justin vernon does. that someday i want to live in this beautiful little house with you and i want a white kitchen with white counter tops and a fairy light and paper crane ceiling. that i want to share all of my ambitions with you and i want you to whisper secrets in my hair. i want to tell you that i am so scared that you don't love me back because you are just so beautiful. i want to tell you that you are the reason i am quitting and the reason i want to become better. that you have given me the motivation i need. that i have filled up seventeen pages about you in my journal that smells like july rain. i want to tell you that you should never fix your smile because i love it crooked and gapped. i want to tell you that someday we will travel the world and lay under the stars in the desert. that we will sail around the universe and our axises will be on a tilt. i want to tell you that you need to hurry up and grab my hand and make your calluses mine. that i'm waiting for you to hug me so long and hard that we will melt together. i want to tell you that i dream about you sometimes and that i smile every time i even see a picture of you. that i sort of think your hair looks funny when it's wet and that i sort of don't mind. i want to tell you that every time you misspell something my heart flutters and that i wait up everyday just to see if you will send me something. that you everything to me. everything.

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