My Love
I swear there's not a word in the world that can explain how I feel you. I've made a million a wishes but they have yet to come true. These feelings that I hide inside; they're probably only temporary, because if you're not my guy, then is was never meant baby. The way you make me smile, the way you make me laugh, the way you made me feel when you brought me chocoaltes and a teddy bear. I feel so good, I feel so brand new hoping I'll never lose you!
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