Clint

by mandi   Dec 29, 2003


When i'm with you I feel unique.
I feel like were the only to people in the universe.
I feel like nothing else matters in the world.
I hate curfews!
Because you have to leave.
I love to look into your blue eyes.
I love to be with you with your arms wrapped around me.

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