i didnt say it enough. i didnt write it enough. i didnt whispour it enough. i didnt trace the words with my fingers on your back enough. but i thought about it, a lot. i thought about it so much. Thats what i would do different, you know.thinggs probally still would have been doomed, but if i could do it all over again, that would be what i do different. i'd tell yoiu everyday. i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you.
do you ever wonder about that? if i'd do it all over again?
The same, over and over, but this time you would know i love you. You would be certain, because every night it would be the last thing i murmer in your ear.
there arnt many things i can say i would repeat, but your one and one of a few.
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