All the way here, i keep complaining about your business in life. Hate it like you do! But, always hoping you're doing your best - i know you do. Come on, let's do this! You (and I) can do it! Sure you will.
Many things come to you, you're being blues. But only one thing (not) coming to me (it's you), I'm being blues.
Nothing's compares to you, dear. NOT A SINGLE THING (Hope God won't envy this, He'll understand. Amen.)
When we apart, moving on. Because, i am still thinking of you all the time. Either you're thinking of me or you're (still) thinking of me. (connected)
I'm just so happy, seeing two letters in the technological screen every single day. It's reminds me of you, just you, indeed. Those two letters changes the rest of the day.
So, i called it a day. Thank you dearest man.
See you in real life, the sooner the better. (the later? also better)
Next Target: (YOU) know it.
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