I really can’t explain it, but I like you without even trying. I love the things you say, you never fail to make me smile. And by the end of the night, you’re still always on my mind.

But you’re not mine.

I really can’t explain it, but I like you without even trying. I love the things you say, you never fail to make me smile. And by the end of the night, you’re still always on my mind.


But you’re not mine.

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Posted on Saturday, 24 November
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