Something weird happened today.
I started to remember why I like you.
No matter what you wear, you're still pretty.
Sometimes you're personality gets in the way of your beauty.
But truth be told, I can't find anything wrong with both.
Something even weirder dawned on me this morning.
I started to miss your sophisticated pressence.

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I couldn't take my eyes off of you.
Why am I incredibly "torpe"?