Well, you should know, I could write you the world’s best song.
But in the end, it wouldn’t describe love, y’know?
‘Cause that’s like describing how water tastes.
And that’s damn near impossible.
Unless you’re Shakespeare.
Do you remember why I wrote on your hand? What message crossed your mind?
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