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thinking of your smile makes me a little giddy

i had these plans to be alone

to sort myself out

but there's not an algorithm that can help me now

i didn't think I'd write a poem like this

like some lovesick Victorian gent

but here we are I guess

whatever comes, I'm glad to know you

i have a list of things i want to be

smarter, faster, stronger

a good man

whatever that means

i want to give you the romance we didn't think we could have

and try to keep my knees from shaking when I lift you

because your smile makes me giddy

i want to meet you in the middle

be a man you have happy memories with

be a man who never takes yes from no

i'll look after myself too

because we're not new to suffering

and a lot of the adventure comes

from not knowing what we're doing