why do we have to contemplate things for more than they are

why do we have to put a label on everything 

why can’t i hold you 

without having to think of if it means that 

i want to fucking be with you for the rest of my life

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can’t it just be because i like the way you smell like cigarettes?

just leave it be 

maybe some things are just meant to be floating on the surface 

why do we always have to make it sink so deep we drown