do you love me or do you like me?either way I'm still here to love and hold you.
I don’t want to pick fights.I don’t want you to go to sleep upset.I want you to be happy.
HAPPY!!That's a crazy word.But it’s only true if you believe in happiness.I'm trying to build a future with you not break you down.
You're the only person I see.I want to love you.but I don’t want to get my heart broken.When we are around each other you make me feel like an amazing person.
Every since you walked in my path,you got my heart racing.I can’t find this love no where else.Please say you love me.Cause I don’t want to go.
Give me a chance to love you.I will be there when you're down.When we were younger everything was easy.I wish you could see I’m trying.I love you.
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