Sometimes, I wonder how you catch up with me and my fleeting thoughts. I'm not exactly the most sane person around and it's really hard for me to get comfortable with people, but you do just fine. Maybe you're right, I think too much. But then again, but then again, maybe you never caught up with me.
I wish I could tell you how I feel, all the time, sometimes. But I'm glad you came.
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