Everyday.
Every day, you put me on a high. Just looking at that avatar makes me cringe and flutter. And when I’m feeling lucky, I get my good morning message from you (sometimes a goodnight message). Cheap thrills, I know. It’s actually fun. Being able to admire once again and feeling young. That’s splendid.
But I rather wake up from this aberration. I don’t think I can handle this.
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