Take me away.
Bring me with you in that plane.
I want to leave this place.
I only want to be with you.
I know I may be fixated about things.
Tulips tell what my heart is to you now.
Can I just make you my obsession.
You're my perfect distraction.
Holding hands on this flight.
Just you and I.
and maybe just our medication.
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