my heart skips a beat as I see you come into your room; I’m watching you through my window, because I know exactly what time you get out of your last class for the day; I watch with anticipation as you go over to your dresser and throw up your hands in frustration, noticing that yet another one of your items has gone missing; I smirk, running my hands over the bottle of fragrance I took from your room this morning
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