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Issa

Always you

If I die young. I hope I told you how much I loved you. I hope you knew how I culd look into your eyes and never wanna to look some where else.

How I culd lie awake after you felt asleep and watch your chest go up and down when you breathed.

That everytime you touched me I knew that I never would need more than you