You and I.

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the first time you were smiling, and i smiled. i wanted to live a cliché and give you a bouquet. i kind of fell in love.

the last time you were crying, and i cried. i think i lost my mind when you left me behind. i kind of went crazy.

the next time, maybe, you'll be passing by and i'll call your name and ask you why.

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