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Sometimes i wonder, who was I without knowing that you exist ...
i think that i probably wouldn't know the meaning of a true « i love you», i wouldn't know the meaning of wooking up in the morning with a text saying «last night i dreamed about you princess », i wouldn't know the meaning of compassion, i wouldn't be a lover of someone.
But i'm only yours, your lover.