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what i want is for someone to want me. i want to be swept off my feet.
i want to have someone to stagger home with rather than making to the steps alone, waiting for my ride to pull away after the key is safely slipped in, the door opened.
i want someone under the blankets with the dogs and good night kisses.
but i've drunk too much sambucca and can't spell it properly, so i'm off to bed and the quiet darkness tonight.
crushes are silly and kept secret under lock like bluebeard's wives. we must not find out there was love before or could be after. we must trust not to open the cupboard and let loose.
i want to have someone to stagger home with rather than making to the steps alone, waiting for my ride to pull away after the key is safely slipped in, the door opened.
i want someone under the blankets with the dogs and good night kisses.
but i've drunk too much sambucca and can't spell it properly, so i'm off to bed and the quiet darkness tonight.
crushes are silly and kept secret under lock like bluebeard's wives. we must not find out there was love before or could be after. we must trust not to open the cupboard and let loose.