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I may not be your First date. I may not be your First hug. I may not be your First hand to hold. I may not be your First kiss. I may not be your First set of eyes to stare into I may not be your First person to call up at midnight. I may not be your First shoulder to cry on. I may not even be your First choice. But I want to be your Last everything.
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 12:42 PM UTC
Last everything
I may not be your First date. I may not be your First hug. I may not be your First hand to hold. I may not be your First kiss. I may not be your First set of eyes to stare into I may not be your First person to call up at midnight. I may not be your First shoulder to cry on. I may not even be your First choice. But I want to be your Last everything.
The world stops for a moment when I touch her, and suddenly everything is okay again.
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19/M/Somewhere
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 12:42 PM UTC
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