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We could have been  a beautiful wattpad  love story, I could write you poetry all day and you could pretend to love them, leave notes in your pockets when you aren’t looking. Bring you gift just because I thought you might like it; I could lay on your chest and count your heartbeats while I tell you how beautiful your eyes look under the sun. I could kiss you all day and cuddle all night.