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We got that special kind of love hey?

The one where doing the dishes is heartfelt,
always making two coffees when were doing things around each other
and picking up the sock off the floor before the sock monster gets them is a grand gesture.
that firery passionate fight over the house work
and that easy just the simple fuck tonight
that niether of us gets offended over.

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Then theres those  'fuck you!' big fights
and those swear black and blue 'I hate you!' moments,
and those endlesss hours of missing when we dont come home at night
and that ache we forget when were in eachothers sights
and the passionate sorry and that perfectly chosen love song
those incredible hours of body to body, heart to heart and soul to soul love making;

the earth shattering explosions as all our bits explode and meld into one,

no spaces between not knowing where you start and I end?

and how after we dont care any more who won or lost the fight.
that we are completely incompatible but some how its alright.

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We got that special kind of love hey?

the kind that poets write poetry about
the ones that songwriters make singers into stars with
that the best novels are written on many years later

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I cant believe we havent fucked each other off sooner?
it doesnt always have pretty moments
in fact some pretty ugly scenes
nothing that either one of us it seems really means.
it must be a special kind of love,
its the only thing could possibly be holding all our shit together.

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you know,
the kind that only you and I could ever understand?
that we'd do it all again and still not know why
just to be together in that two cups of coffee kind of way...

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the everyday stuff but also the extraordinary.

I guess hey?

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1ST DRAFT

we got that special kind of love hey?

the one where doing the dishes is heartfelt

always making two coffees when were doing things around each other

and pick up the sock off the floor before the sock monster gets them.

that firery passionate fight over the house work

and that easy just the simple fuck tonight

that niether of us gets offended over.

then theres those

fuck you big fights and those swear black and blue I hate you moments

and those endlesss hours of missing when we dont come home at night

and that ache we forget when were in eachothers sights

and the passionate sorry and that perfectly chosen love song

those incredible hours of body to body, heart to heart and soul to soul love making

the earth shattering explosions as all our bits explode and meld into one

no spaces between not knowing where you start and I end?

and how after we dont care any more who won or lost the fight.

that we are completely incompatiple but some how thats alright?

we got that special kind of love hey?

the kind that poets write poetry about

the ones that songwriters make singers into stars with

that the best novels are written on many years later

I cant believe we havent fucked eachother off sooner?

it doesnt always have pretty moments infact some pretty ugly scenes

nothing that either one of us it seems really means.

it must be a special kind of love,

its the only thing could possibly be holding all our shit together.

you know,

the kind that only you and I could ever understand?

that we'd do it all again and still not know why

just to be together in that two cups of coffee kind of way...

the everyday stuff but also the extaordinary.

I guess hey?