friendswithbenefits
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I like you...fuck.
Fuck is probably all you have in mind when it comes to me
But these feelings keep growing and my heart is breaking, why can’t you see
I like you.
Flames coursing through my veins,
Earthquakes in my hands,
This isn't from a coffee kick,
No adrenaline rush,
Just you.
Passionate.
Sensual.
