Sitting here thinking.
Of the time you've hurt me.
Wondering why I still love you.
May be it's your eyes.
The way they make me feel so good inside.
Or the way you smile.
That makes me feel that I've never been so happy in my life.
It's probably just the way you are you.
A funny, sweet, caring, cute girl that every guy dreams of.
But all the times you hurt me.
I just don't understand,
Why I still love you.
Love you 50|\|@|_
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