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Eyes that could make me submit to her. Smile to make me want her. Mind that makes me need her. Body that makes me lust for her. Heart that makes me crush for her. And yet, I'm to know that I can't have her. Must be there, not here and there. But won't overstep myself for fear of lossing something I might never have. I hate control. Hurt my jaw with the back of her hand to sooth me lips on hers so silken.... Hold off, be nice. There's always more, theres always the future. Not now, not here, not her. Or is it? I don't know. Don't like it, don't not like it. Contented. For now. Cause I like her. Won't change her. And still want her for what she is. While knowing what she is would be unlikely to be with me, myself. Had fun, having fun. All that matters. It's all pretty cool. So I guess it's allright.