He goes…
He comes back…
He leaves again…
He doesn’t know how to sing…
He almost lost his head once…
He calls me “pretty”…
He received a punch for me…
He always suffers…
He is not the kind of person who loves at first sight…
He took me at the lake in the midnight…
He had never touched a girl’s hand before mine…
He only looks other girls when I’m gone…
He knows I'm jealous.
He is the best friend that a girl could have…
He is just the most important person in my life…
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