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My b'luved G

I want to be the reason why he sings Love songs even though he doesn't sing well.

The reason why he falls asleep at night holding his phone.

The reason why he wakes up in the morning and sleeps in the evening with a smile.

The reason why he subscribes to unlimited text services.

The reason why he eats something just because it's my favorite food.

The reason why he love the ones he used to hate because i love it.

I wanna be the reason why he smiles.

And lastly,
I wann be the BECAUSE of his every why's. <3 :)
 

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