How come I’m obsessed with you?
You’re someone new.
You’re a nice guy.
You and I don’t have a history.
But, oh, I wish I could be your friend.
I want to talk to you late at night,
Fall asleep on the phone.
Or maybe you can come over and watch a movie.
And I’ll wake up to a finished tape and you sleeping.
See, I want to sleep with you- next to you.
We’ll laugh and your eyes will get all crinkly.
We’ll be talking, and you will give me a Look,
“You know what I mean”- and I will.
You can ask me which shirt looks nicer;
I can ask you if I should get a haircut.
There won’t be complications;
There won’t be confusion;
There will only be fun, friendship, love.
What do you say?
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