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He doesn't know what he does to me. That fucking smile. The way he looks at me. I'm getting chills. He doesn't even know how he can make my heart melt. Holy **** stew. Babe. My heart is in your hands. My smile is in your laugh. You have no Idea. It really ***** I long to tell you But i can't. Because you like her. You always talk about her. I know you always think of her too. But she doesn't like you back. If only she realized how lucky she is To Own your heart, just like you own Mine. If only yourealized how lucky you are that you own mine... If only our hearts will stop wanting what we both just can't have.
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
Common Crush
He doesn't know what he does to me. That fucking smile. The way he looks at me. I'm getting chills. He doesn't even know how he can make my heart melt. Holy **** stew. Babe. My heart is in your hands. My smile is in your laugh. You have no Idea. It really ***** I long to tell you But i can't. Because you like her. You always talk about her. I know you always think of her too. But she doesn't like you back. If only she realized how lucky she is To Own your heart, just like you own Mine. If only yourealized how lucky you are that you own mine... If only our hearts will stop wanting what we both just can't have.
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
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