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Every girl has a goal,
Even some, an intention,
But for me, everything is you,
Your at the end of each direction

Should there come a time,
When we shall fail to see,
The one standing infront of us,
Is marked with *Meant to be*

We shall go our seperate ways,
Find happiness that won't compare,
For nothing beats the comfort,
Of simply knowing that *special one* is there

But that time, I'm certain, will never come,
Because for it I don't much care,
Never should you ponder,
If I will always be there

In your heart, lies queries,
And that I do not doubt,
But before you even ask,
Yes, you're all I'm thinking about
___XOX