And when something great happens to you, don’t you want someone to share it with?
And when you think of something absolutely brilliant, don’t you want to talk about it with someone?
And when you feel incredibly gorgeous, don’t you want someone to agree?
And when you’re in a bad mood, don’t you want someone to sit next to you in perfect silence?
Why can’t that person be me?
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