Thinking about you blows my mind, sets my heart on fire. I thought it was a bad thing but it ain’t.
Playing games, going on long strolls with hands locked together. We would do these and more, I know.
Ola mi, I know I would never get tired looking into your eyes; they would speak so many things that our lips wouldn’t utter.
I am a strong wrestling fan, you know that right? I hope you’d be one too, or I would try and win you over. Don’t worry, I’ll be a fan of whatever club you support.
For other things and the other room, I’d love to whisper them in your ears. Yours alone. I can’t wait.
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