LITTLE THINGS - ONE DIRECTION

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Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me but bear this in mind it was meant to be and now im joining up the dot with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile you never loved your stomach or your tighs. The dimples at your back the bottom of your spine but i love them endlessly

I wont let this little things slip out of my mouth

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