You love me even though I go through antisocial bouts, even if I get distracted easily and can likely come off as detached. You're a social butterfly in comparison to myself. You're the first person I've never felt the urge to 'push away'. You're kind, caring and sometimes, I can almost feel your arms holding me. Even if neither of us can dance, I can still picture us goofing off in the kitchen, dancing how we would when no one is looking. I'm lucky to have found you. I love you.
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