I want a boy.
A n.i.c.e and b.a.d boy.
A boy who lets me play with his hair.
He'll tell me we're like Corey and Topanga.
He'll give me his f.a.v.O.r.i.t.e sweatshirt.
He’ll stay home with me and watch Disney Movies.
He'll call me at 3am and ask me what I'm doing.
He'll tell me he couldn't fall asleep because he was t.h.i.n.k.i.n.g about me, and he
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