Loving you.. yea.. loving you... is a feeling.. I find.. everytime... you're touching me.. I'm touching you... I know it's real.. this love I feel.. for it feels like heaven to me.. ...so it must be... Touching you.. Holding you... is a feeling.. inside.. that can't be denied.. it's one of a kind.. I know that it's real.. this love that I feel... for it feels like heaven must feel... and we know heaven's real... Loving you.. yea.. loving you.. are the feelings I hold.. and they'll never grow cold.. and they'll never grow old... and I know it's real.. this love that I feel... and I give my heart to you... so you know it's true.. I love you...Birth sign: Not entered
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