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Mar 2014
I want the kind of love that's seen in movies.
Where you sweep me off my feet in a whirlwind affair.
I want you to serenade me with coldplay songs and buy me roses to apologize for hurting me.
I want you to run all the way to my place in the middle of the night just cause you realized you can't go another second without me.
I need you to tell me what you feel without holding back.
But guess it's meant to be a whimsical wish,
You just don't care enough to make me happy.
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
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