This is what i would say to my jacob, if i can even say he is mine.
How do i even start off, do i start off saying that i dont know how to start off,or do i pour my cuore out,that first word, i dont know anymore..Because with you, nothing is the way it seems, o the way it was before. Everything changes even the way im supposed to write this, you've confused me.
OK,, i think is this part where i pour my cuore out right?? if not. im going to sound.. odd. but who cares now? not you. te wont even read this my love.
ok here i go, keep me from falling.
I meet te on a saturday, on the first saturday...
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