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i would count my love in the number of your steps, the sway of your hips, the swivel of your hair down your shoulders, the part of your soft lips and the flutter of your eyelashes against your cheek (that i’ll kiss, gently, when you run into my arms)

>John: Be the creep Dave seems to have this natural aversion to going to sleep before two in the morning. You don't understand why, maybe he's too used to staying up all night (you remember those times when you were younger and he would send you lame raps at five AM), yet it still worries you sometimes. Tonight though, after you two crawled into bed he actually fell asleep, shades dangling hazardously off his ears. You giggle and move them, folding them and placing them on the nightstand. Then you lay down next to him, put your head on his chest, and stare. He snores very lightly, and this close you can hear the thump thump of his heart aga

c'mon baby, movin' ain't that hard tuckin' in your shirt, your smile those wide blue eyes the world ain't ready for you with your thoughts and your words those ideas that sing to any who'll listen which is a lot now, these days c'mon baby, leavin' ain't that hard away from the blue collars and their smiles their ups and downs, their crowds, their endearing towns you have a world much bigger waitin' for you with a brain like that and hard working hands like those that'll never work again, these days c'mon baby, sellin' ain't that hard so many buyers and workers and wanters silly people in a big city like that you got the eyes

She brushes the snow from the tree's trunk with her bare fingers, and once it's clear she blows on her pink fingers. He takes her hands into his own and rubs their fingers together, hoping the friction will do something for the cold. "Jay." "I know." "We gotta do this now." "I know." There's rustling as Jason fiddles with his coat pocket – he switches places with Allison, leaning one arm against the tree as he finally pulls open a small pocket knife. Allison watches, lips slightly parted in concentration, her eyes following his hand, her ears picking up each chit chiit chiiiit as Jason cuts away at the bark. He does her initials fir