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Not even two weeks ago It still feels like a hundred years have passed But those few hours with you you Were the best I can ever remember We made a bed on the cold, wood floor Out of blankets and pillows Bolt is playing on the TV I pretend I'm paying attention But wrapped here in your arms All I can think about Is how warm you are How you breathe How you feel How I never want to let this one moment go You glance down at me Only to see me staring right back A smile plays on your lips And you slowly, gently kiss me It's like my heart is bursting Telling me how wonderful this is But I already know Then there's that one naggi