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They used to tell me never make the same mistake twice
But I made the worse - or in my case, Best - mistake three times
I don't care if they laugh, or if they judge
I don't care if they care and accept
We don't care about you
He isn't there for them
When I wake up, he's in my head; like the song you just can't forget
When I see him, my heart in on the fritz; like standing to close to the speaker
When I kiss him, I fall in love all over again; like listening to your favorite song
There is nothing I would change
I love breathing in his scent, and taking the time to map his face with my hands
I love looking at you smile, and keeping my hand at your waist
I don't care what they say
You've always been perfect in my eyes
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