Office by Alex Penny
I really just want to sing you a song.
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Funny, I just wrote some lyrics about this. Ecclesiastes 4. (Taken with instagram)
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We were talking in my car for hours and it was fun. And he seemed nervous.
I could tell he didn’t want to get out.
At one point he even reached for the handle awkwardly and pulled his hand away. He wasn’t ready.
The entire night before that it was like it was instinctual for me to touch the back of his neck, hold his hand, or rest my head on his shoulder.
I was even jealous of how much attention another girl was paying him.
But I can’t.
I have too much to lose.
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