Find someone who isn’t afraid
to admit that they miss you,
who knows that your not perfect,
but treats you as if you are,
whose biggest fear is losing you,
who says I love you and means it,
lastly, someone you wouldn’t mind
waken’ up with in the morning,
seeing your wrinkles and gray hair
but still falls in love with you all over again.
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