I wanna be the girl that he points at and says "Thats her."
I wanna be the girl that he Kisses every day.
I wanna be the girl that he Hugs all the time.
I wanna be the girl that he rapps his arms around.
I wanna be the girl that he always talking about.
I wanna be the girl that he dreams about.
I wanna be the reason hes alive.
I wanna be the reason for his smile.
I want to be his.
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