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En text jag läste för länge sen som jag hittade på datorn.
You aren’t going to be her first, her last, or her only.
She has loved before, she will love again, but if she loves you now what else matters?
She’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.
But if she can make you laugh at least once, hold on to her and give her the most you can.
She isn’t going to quote poetry but she will give you a part of her that she knows you could break.
Don’t hurt her, don’t change her, and don’t expect more than she can give.
Smile when she makes you happy, yell when she makes you mad,
and miss her when she’s not there.
You aren’t going to be her first, her last, or her only.
She has loved before, she will love again, but if she loves you now what else matters?
She’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.
But if she can make you laugh at least once, hold on to her and give her the most you can.
She isn’t going to quote poetry but she will give you a part of her that she knows you could break.
Don’t hurt her, don’t change her, and don’t expect more than she can give.
Smile when she makes you happy, yell when she makes you mad,
and miss her when she’s not there.
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