We were in Montreal
But this time you were there
And my friends
You said you liked my skirt
We got up from dinner
Everyone walked around
I walked close to you
You were taller than me, like in real life, too
You rubbed my back and my waist
Kept me close to you
It wasn’t weird
I liked it
A lot
More than anyone should
Looking up at you
Having you there
Like that
Intimately
Not awkwardly
Not weirdly
Like perfect
Forever
And when I woke up
I thought maybe
This could be
Something
What am I doing?
What am I doing?
I say I love this
and I like to think that I'm good at it
Am I?
I don't think so anymore
I forget to practice for lessons I dread
Twinkle, twinkle
little star
how I wonder what you are
am I your star?
Up above the world so high
that's where you are
that's where I want to be
I'm never letting go of you
it's too late
there's special love I've never felt
and I'm feeling it
secure in your arms
happy with your hand in mine and our faces pressed together
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