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I may not be his first, his last or his only He has cared about someone else before me and perhaps will again But he cares for me now and that’s all that matters I don’t expect him to be perfect, because I know I’m not He may not think of me every single second, And I may not be the center of his universe But he gave me a piece of him that I can break So I won’t hurt him or try to change him My only promise is I’ll make him smile, when he makes me happy Yell when he makes me mad, miss him when he’s gone And love him like he’ll never break my heart
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 12:29 PM UTC
Him
I may not be his first, his last or his only He has cared about someone else before me and perhaps will again But he cares for me now and that’s all that matters I don’t expect him to be perfect, because I know I’m not He may not think of me every single second, And I may not be the center of his universe But he gave me a piece of him that I can break So I won’t hurt him or try to change him My only promise is I’ll make him smile, when he makes me happy Yell when he makes me mad, miss him when he’s gone And love him like he’ll never break my heart
Esmerosepotter
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 12:29 PM UTC
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