"Buy me flowers, make me a card...I need you to dance with me...I know it's in you- I know it, sweep me off my feet! ....I don't want to crowd you, or change you, or what you believe in- all I want is for you to tell me how I make you feel. Can you? How do I make you feel, Clay? Do you feel? Do you think about me before you go to sleep at night? ....don't you wish you could turn your head on your pillow and see me looking back at you? I need to know you want me, I need to know that- it's important to me."
And~
"I have a theory: maybe love doesn't have to be perfect, to still be worth it."
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