I find myself drawn towards that smile. It's like I'm willing to do anything for it. I want to be the source of that smile, be it through wit, joy, or frivolity. It pulls at me inside, but I don't know why. This can't be appropriate.
I want to be its focus - the sun to its planet. I want to bask in its warmth, like sunshine after weeks of stormy skies, and burrow into its cozy heat.
I think I've been down the this road before, and I shouldn't be misled - no, drawn in - again. This is no lurid confession.
It's a symptom of an underlying condition.
It's just a yearning.
Just a yearning.
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