Smiths and strokes, you're something else.
If flirting is an art, you sure have made a fan of me there, Pablo.
And the you went home.
Because you didn't want it to be a one night thing.
Way to hook there, Kareem.
And then you called.
Because you just wanted to say goodnight and see if I got home safely.
Way to make me a dreamer there, John.
This is going nowhere.
But for once I am looking forward to waking up in the morning.
- P -
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