"How I look at you, goes way beyond your coated shell, but in the softness of your essence. Take me on a journey, to where you want me to be, cause I'm not a boy but a man, looking for his rib. How I look at you, shows a woman with so much on her shoulders. While looking for just a place to be vulnerable, loved and cared for, can't be found if no men aren't after the same thing. How I wonder what would it take for you to see, that I'm not like the others, looking a moment, but a permanent fixture, you hang upon your heart, as being what you represent in my eyes. Cause how I look at you. Woman, you're all that and a bag of chips."
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