The Things You Do

by Karlie   Mar 4, 2007


It's the little things that count. Like the way you make me laugh and the way you tickle me after I tell you to stop because you know I like it. The way I can just lay with you and it's not award at all. The way I could look into your eyes all night and find myself half lost in you.

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