When you're ill and on death's door and your nose turns redder than beetroot and your eyes won't open and I tell you that you're the most alluring thing I've ever seen in all my years, and how I'd take you right then and there if I didn't think it'd finish doing the work your sickness started?
Not that part.
Just the part that comes after, when I say no sweetheart I love you sleeping in my clothes no matter how unwell you are. It's so cute of you to wipe your nose with my sleeve whilst snoring.
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When you're ill and on death's door and your nose turns redder than beetroot and your eyes won't open and I tell you that you're the most alluring thing I've ever seen in all my years, and how I'd take you right then and there if I didn't think it'd finish doing the work your sickness started?
Not that part.
Just the part that comes after, when I say no sweetheart I love you sleeping in my clothes no matter how unwell you are. It's so cute of you to wipe your nose with my sleeve whilst snoring.