Impatient..
I know your voice, I know the smell of your skin, the touch of your hand, the taste of your tounge, the feeling of running my fingers through your hair, the color of your eyes, the beat of your heart...
But still, I know absolutely nothing about you, and I will never do so if you dont open up. It bothers me that you don't know me, you know nothing about me. I don't feel comfortable enough to spill my heart out, even if i want to. But if you don't want me getting bored, you should might open up some baby boy.
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