I don't think we should stand this close.
I don't think we should hold our hands together.
I don't think we should lay next to each other in the sand.
I don't think we should dance in a dark room.
I don't think we should share our dreams, especially the ones that we've had together.
I don't think we should step with the same foot.
I don't think we should talk 'til the morning hours.
I don't think we should ever speak again.
I don't think we should ride in the same car.
I don't think we should write silly little notes.
I don't think we should stare 'til we are moved by each other's souls.
I don't think we should go the same way.
I don't think we should stay.
Because you're scaring me, you're making me uncomfortable, and you're making it hard for me to lie. . .
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