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+ 3	What If? Pt.2
+ 3	What If? Pt. 1
+ 3	The Sunset Pt. 4
+ 3	The Sunset Pt. 3
+ 3	The Sunset Pt. 2
+ 1	Trying To Pour Out My Heart Pt.2
+ 5	The Sunset Pt.1
+ 1	Trying To Pour Out My Heart Pt.1
+ 3	The Tiny Little Candle

It all started in seventh grade. We didnt go to the same school but the same church. I know what you're thinking not exactly the right place to pick up chicks. But anyway she was in the same class as me for sunday school. And one morning I was being a dork and said something I dont remember what  but she laughed and so after class I introduced myself and then went to the car where my dad  was waiting. And so every sunday at sunday day school I went and  tried to make her laugh and we talked and had things in common so we got along. This went on for a while and then eigth grade came. And that year during sunday school the first day our teacher asked us a question. Do any of you have a bf or gf and we went around the room saying yes or no. She was sitting across from me that day and when I said no I looked at her and she was looking at me. Then she said no and I looked at her. At that moment for the first time in my life came the thought in my mind maybe I should see if she wants to hang out some time. I didn't ask her that day it was probably a good thing that time. But that wasn't the last time the thought would cross my mind.

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