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Feb 2013
It's a year
From when I met you
Yet we still talk
Like we met yesterday
Asking what we like
And what is our ideal future.
You said if I talked to another girl
Like we talk
You would flip out
Because you really like me
You were over protective
As if I was a cub
And you were momma bear
You told me one cold night
In December
That you put your guard down
I kept quite
Because I knew
If we made it official
It would never be the same
If something causes us to brake up
But something about you
Made me feel safe making you
My girlfriend
So that night when I was leaving your pad cause me and your brother
Are very good pals
I told you
I know there's a bunch of people
That would hate us to be together
And see us happy
But would you be my wish come true
And be my girl
But to be honest
I want you to be my wife.
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