I nod and lay back with her, turning on my stomach and wrapping an arm around her as I set my head on her shoulder, "Wanna talk about it? I find that helps."
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She buries her face in my neck and I flash a smile, closing my own eyes.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can home
or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
(i carry it in my heart) — e.e. cummings