I hear your voice from the living room. "Hey, I'm going to a Taylor's house for a few hours." I glance out of the window from the kitchen as I scrub the dishes. I finish a plate and turn off the tap, drying my hands. I walk out to the living room. God, you're so beautiful, but I need to stop thinking about you that way. Out of instinct, I hold you and press my lips to your cheek. Be careful baby, the roads are wet. When I feel you tense, pull back, my eyes filled with regret. I-I'm sorry...
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