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for the past four years we've been hit and miss
mostly miss

the first time I saw you,
standing across the room
with your arms folded over your chest
staring at me,
I wondered what were you thinking

now I know
you told me last night
it took four years
but I finally found out

"I keep staring at your arms. Wondering if you're strong enough to pick me up, shove me up against the door and fuck me? Can you pick me up, stick me in the corner and just fuck me? Just fuck the hell out of me."