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you are my first thought in the morning, and you are also my last though before I go to sleep. I always look for you, find ways just to talk to you, just to be with you. To see that smile of yours, that I fell in love with. I hate to admit, I love being with you, and definitely enjoy it. I am getting used to those things, and I know it is not right, but I love it, at the same time I hate it.
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
used to it
you are my first thought in the morning, and you are also my last though before I go to sleep. I always look for you, find ways just to talk to you, just to be with you. To see that smile of yours, that I fell in love with. I hate to admit, I love being with you, and definitely enjoy it. I am getting used to those things, and I know it is not right, but I love it, at the same time I hate it.
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
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