Find The Treasure With Me Silly

It’s not the same  
Without you around
My room smells like
Dried glue
And laughter
All I can hear
Is you yelling at my guitar
And our synchronized sitting positions
On the couch
Grabbing a pillow
And holding on for dear life
I’m stuck listening to our recording
Of Karma
Because it makes me howl
Like a hyena
Watching National Treasure
And for the first time ever
I cannot predict
The twists
And Nicholas Cage (00)
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That’s his face
The worst actor, but we both adore him  
And the hot woman
And Riley (who is me)
And you’ve brought more joy
And laughter
Into my life
Than ever before
You make me loud
Loud.
 
I have never been loud
 
 
 I love you
(But if you tell people that I will deny it)