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Mar 2013
It's a quarter to One in the morning
I'm sitting in bed going through old photographs
Remembering those days and naps
Luna's curled up on the edge of my bed, asleep.
I'm thinking about the poem I wrote you
About never feeling like this before.. About anybody
I can't sleep when I remember Math Class
And all the laughs we had together
My mom told me, " When you find that special person who you're close to,you'll share old photos and notes from when you were little. It'll be special"
I want to show you some old photos
We can smile and laugh or just sit there
I just want you to know how much you mean to me and how special you are
I'll watch the clock count the time for hours
Hearing your voice is all I need to be happy
Seeing your smile is all I need to get through the day
Remembering the times on the hill is all I need to pass a test
Smelling your hair to make me feel safe
You're all I need to be happy
And so I'll fall asleep thinking about all that we've done together
You're the bright side of everyday
You're my life saver
Sora
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   Nicole
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