Tell me your secrets, the ones only the stars see and the ones that you’ve begged your lips not to speak of. Tell me if you wake up cranky or if you love the morning. Because I need to know if I should wake with a smile or with a bulletproof vest on my chest. Tell me if you enjoy scary movies or good comedies or even romances, I want to know if laughter is in your soul or if romance is in your eyes or if adrenaline rushes in your veins with happiness. Tell me every little thing about yourself that I do not know, I want to memorize you like the test answers before finals. I want to read you until the ending of the book and then pick it up twelve more times just to smile over and over again.
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