The perfect bucket list - Harry Styles
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Última publicación mié, sep 11, 2013
Maybe I didn't treat you quite as good as I should have.
Maybe I didn't love you quite as often as I could have.
Little things I should have said and done I just never took the time.
Maybe I didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely times and I guess I never told you I'm so happy that you're mine. Girl, I'm sorry I was blind.
Everything has a solution,
except death.
.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.
This fanfic its not mine.
The official version is in spanish and it's a Justin Bieber fanfic.
I'm just gonna translate it and write it with Harry.
I really hope you enjoy this story.
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