June 2012
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When I say I’m cold, I would love it if you gave me your jacket.
When I’m alone I would love it if you came, sat down and talked to me for a while.
When I’m hurt, I would love it if you were there to hold me and tell me everything is going to be okay.
When I text you I would love it if you would text back.
But what I would really love of you loved me like I loved you.
