when the sun comes up, and the shine on the horizion, my thoughts wander to you, as I think about the day I get to spend with you. As day approches us, we talk, we laugh, we flirt, we tease, we do so much, to make each other happy. Sure we may get upset, or mad, or whatev, but we are still there. As night comes, we talk and talk and talk some more, than we put our stuff aside, and go to BPradio, and act fine! We have fun, give insight, and take it in return. When midnight rolls around, and we are the only ones up, we get to think about the possiblities, and know me and you, becoming a we, is always possible
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