Jack.
Well, when you say hello, it's practically an invitation sometimes. It's that charm. And those pheromones.
I know you do. And I know you wouldn't have if you didn't mean it. I wouldn't want you to change...I still fully expect you to be completely inappropriate and flirt with everyone, because that's the man I fell in love with. I want you for as long as I have...I wish there were some way I never had to leave you alone. It's not something I particularly like to consider. So, should I feel special, as an exception?