I see you
I see you,
you see me,
obviously we're meant to be.
The day is done,
the night is young,
so come here baby,
and lets make our memory.
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I am just growing in this world, hopeless romantic. I believe in fairy tales, and happy endings, and a prince charming. I am hopeful. I'm a believer, a dreamer, a worshiper. Life goes on, and I don't have time in this world to be unhappy.
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