She Wasn’t Listening: Romantic IMprov Poetry

I want you to hurry back.
I want you to miss me.
I want you to decide.
I want you to kiss me.
I want you to do stuff with me.
I want you to just be.
I want you to keep calling me.
I want you to keep enthralling me.
I want you to keep texting me.
I want you to stop vexing me.
I want to you stop worrying.
I want you to keep blog stalking.
I want you.
I want you, too.

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