The words, they don't come, even though I can feel exactly what I want to say. How to translate three little words into an entire composition, this is my conundrum. And isn't it funny that my heart still thump thump thumps catawumpus in my chest every time you come for me. And isn't it funny that I smile every time I hear your voice. You can't see what all's inside me, but I hope you know it anyway. I hope you can hold it with you until I figure out the right words to say.
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