You're so wrong for me. Everything you do, everything you say, it all screams wrong.
Why then, when I hold you, does everything feel so right? When you squeeze me as tight as you can, why don't I want you to let go? When you rub my back to comfort me, why do I feel so much better? When you're talking to me, why don't I want you to stop? When your ride arrives to pick you up, why don't I want you to leave? When I smell you on my sweater after you've gone, why can't I stop breathing you in?
Why do you make me feel like I won't get hurt again?
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