Casual Chore ✨

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These dreams, they pour out of your eyes like a steady crystal stream.

I love it when you look at me. Look at me again, the way that you do—I feel like you not only stare at me, but you peer into my heart, my soul, rip it up and read me like the pages of a diary.

Your eyes say so much, like they could stare at me for ever and ever without breaking contact, as if that were something you perform as a casual chore.

So far away, yet so awfully close. I can feel your touch from miles away, such power does your gaze hold.

Never let go of me, won't you?




{A/N 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝐼, 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑐 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙}





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