The Skeleton Keys and the Rain.

A watch now on my wrist, a collared shirt, and hair, clean-cut, sculpted. I’ll iron out the flaws. Come meet your new in-laws. Oh, here’s the awkward pause… When I look at you, I’ve caught myself off-guard a time or two. Those funny times I realize that I’ve been staring way too long and you’re done talking, not to mention I’ve stopped breathing. I’m such a mess.

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