you've created yourself a home in the back of my mind.
don't know how you twisted your way into it,
and i can't say i'm glad you did or didn't,
but all i ask of you,
is to stay the way i've imagined you to be.
ha, that shouldn't be hard.
you've got no idea what you do to me, boy.
you make me think
and want to change
and want to get my shit together.
you get me speechless,
and you could mean absolutely nothing to me.
so just stay the boy you are in my dreams.
you're sweet and shy
you're a sarcastic asshole
and you're just as lost as me.
maybe someday i'll hear your damage.
maybe you'll show me your scars in exchange for showing off mine.
lucky you, i've got them everywhere.

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