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Occasion ✨ No occasion, just sharing 🎂 Birthday ❤️ Love 💌 Valentine's 🌷 Mum 🤝 Friendship 👔 Dad 🌹 For her 🎸 For him 🎃 Halloween 🎄 Christmas 🎆 New Year
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Loving can hurt Loving can hurt sometimes But it's the only thing That I know And when it gets hard You know it can get hard sometimes It is the only thing that makes us feel alive We keep this love in a photograph We make these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts are never broken And time's forever frozen still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holdin' me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone Wait for me to come home Loving can heal Loving can mend your soul And is the only thing That I know, know I swear it will get easier Remember that with every piece of ya, mmm And it's the only thing we take with us when we die, mmm We keep this love in a photograph We make these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts were never broken And time's forever frozen still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holdin' me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone And if you hurt me Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed Inside these pages you just hold me And I won't ever let you go Wait for me to come home Wait for me to come home Wait for me to come home Wait for me to come home Oh, you can fit me Inside the necklace you got when you were 16 Next to your heartbeat where I should be Keep it deep within your soul And if you hurt me Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed Inside these pages you just hold me And I won't ever let you go When I'm away I will remember how you kissed me Under the lamppost back on 6th street Hearing you whisper through the phone Wait for me to come home
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