domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011

He’s not perfect, and neither am I. The two of us will 
never be perfect. But he can make me laugh; cause me to 
think twice, and will admit to making mistakes. So I’ll 
hold onto him, and give him all of my heart. Sure he 
probably doesn’t think about me every moment, but he did 
give me a part of him that he knows I can break. I won’t 
hurt him, or expect more than he can give. I won’t 
analyze him. I will smile when he makes me happy, tell 
him straight up when he makes me mad, and miss him 
terribly when we are apart. He may not be perfect, but he 
is perfect for me ..

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