I want you.
I want you to want me.
I want to call you and talk to you.
I want to go to your house and fuck you.
But I want you to ask me to.
I want to know what you're doing.
It'd kill me, but I want to know if you're dating.
I want to know what you think of Bon Iver's new album that just came out.
We never listened to Bon Iver together,
But I'll always think of you when I listen to it alone.
I miss you.
I wished you'd miss me too.
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