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The man I'll one day meet won't be handsome, at least not to you if he were an apple on a shelf, he'd be the last one you'd choose, bruised on the outside, yes but that makes the inside sweeter the one no one wanted the middle of a 5 seater The man I'll one day meet I can see him when I sleep sometimes will get coffee and he'll ask me... about me, like he cares, like he's there like even if I haven't met him yet we're not wasting time The man I'll one day meet will make it all worth all the heartbreak, all the anger all the sadness, all the misplaced joy The man I'll one day meet is somewhere, right now, thinking about me. And I can't wait to tell him I'm doing the same
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 1:50 AM UTC
The Man I'll One Day Meet
The man I'll one day meet won't be handsome, at least not to you if he were an apple on a shelf, he'd be the last one you'd choose, bruised on the outside, yes but that makes the inside sweeter the one no one wanted the middle of a 5 seater The man I'll one day meet I can see him when I sleep sometimes will get coffee and he'll ask me... about me, like he cares, like he's there like even if I haven't met him yet we're not wasting time The man I'll one day meet will make it all worth all the heartbreak, all the anger all the sadness, all the misplaced joy The man I'll one day meet is somewhere, right now, thinking about me. And I can't wait to tell him I'm doing the same
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 1:50 AM UTC
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