i'm so independent.
sometimes, it's annoying.
but something about you
is making me second guess.
you caught me off guard,
that's for certain.
laying under the sun,
thoughts of you consuming my brain.
you're nothing like the last,
and might be the best thing for me.
or maybe you won't be,
but i don't wanna go on wondering, 'what if.'
oh sir,
i'm a mess,
and you're probably just figuring that out.
but if you're okay with that,
i'm okay with trying.
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