It's so warm in here, and that's why I end up in them at the end of everynight.
Because, no matter who's they are, they always feel like home.
The gentle sound of someone elses heart beating is honestly the perfect lullaby.
You wouldn't believe the comfort you get, as you hear them breath in, and breath out.
You look them in the eyes, and feel nothing. As wrong at it may be, it just feels so right.
Some people would think it was wrong, others would think it was alright.
I think it's the way I work.
I lay in differant people arms, listen to there song for a bit then leave,
I haven't found my favorite melody yet.
Is that so wrong?
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