He calls me babe and my heart pounds, my breathing quickens and a smile spreads across my face that I can't take off. He calls me sweety and my insides get fuzzy, I get all happy and I know life is good. He calls me beautiful and little does he know, I melt, wanting life to stay this good forever. He tells me I'm his and another part of me succumbs to the overwhelming feelings that are starting to snowball.
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