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If I'm Not Her

If I am not her, the person who you want to be happy with,

All I ask is for you to

Send her a good morning text the second you wake up, you'll complete her day the second she reads it.
Remind her that she's beautiful, and she'll smile every time you tell her, and maybe you'd look at her...
the way I look at you.

If I am not her, the person who you want to give your time to,

If you're busy, don't forget to check up on her. Don't send her one word replies, let her know that you want to talk to her. Ask her if everything's alright. Tell her you'll be back soon.
Always make her feel that she's not alone because I know she'd want to talk to you a lot, like I'd love to talk to you.

If I am not her, the person you last think of before you fall asleep,

Always send her a goodnight text, and don't forget your "I love you's". She'll sleep easier knowing she's just the one for you... Like I used to sleep, almost as if I was sleeping next to you. "Goodnight, I love you."

If I am not her, the person that you'd want to spend the rest of your life with,

Then please.

Let her feel.
Let her know.
Let her believe that you love her and she loves you.
Be there for her when she needs you.
Let her know that you're there for her no matter how busy you are.
Make her feel safe in your arms.
Make her laugh at your jokes
Go sing a duet,
Get the corniest romantic movie that you could ever watch together,
Take her to the movies,
Walk with her in the rain,
Kiss her in the forehead,
Tell her,
"You're the one."


And if I am not her,
Then I guess I'm not the luckiest girl in the world
To be loved by you.

You who I'd want to be happy with. I'll send you good morning texts everyday, and I'll always remind you that you are loved.

You who I'd give every second of my life to, because even if I have five homeworks due in 3 hours, I'd give you my time. I will listen to whatever you're going to say because I'm never going to let you feel left out. I got you. You got me.

You, the last person I think of before I go to sleep and the first person I think of the moment I wake up. It's you, and I know that it was always you because even if I know that you'll never get to tell me that you love me again, and if your love is for someone else,

I'll always be here to tell you that I still do.
I really do.
I love you.


But I'm not her.

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