The Next Time I Fall in Love
The next time I fall in love, I want fireworks. And by fireworks, I mean actual ones, exploding color lighting up the night sky.
The next time I fall in love, I want fireworks.
And by fireworks, I mean actual ones, exploding color lighting up the night sky. I mean, I want someone who will hold my hand and watch the display of lights without complaining about the thick Georgia heat or buzz of mosquitoes or staying home because he never liked firew…
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