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you've got this look.
you do it and i forget all the lies, all the tears, all the screams… all the noise. you do it and i remember how you held me in the cold rainy mornings, how you’d shiver and i’d steady you, my arms around you. the same way you held me like a rock at night, like you’d float away if you didn’t hold tight. i hate that look.