I like the way your chest smells and the way you tell me you love me.
I like it when you kiss my forehead and the way I could live inside your T-shirt.
I like the way you touch me and hold me.
I like your cutie pie face and when you share your cigarettes. And the way you talk to Beans Cat.
I like our painting sessions, and never want them to end.
I like that I'm your Juliet.
I like my goodnight texts.
I like the way you'll sit in my bad for hours and not get bored.
I like the way you move my hair out of my face.
I like the way you care about me.
I like that you'll listen to me rant all the way home.
I like that you're my Spency.
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