Laura Cummings (Friday 16th October 1987 / Alexander Hospital, Redditch.)
I love you baby cant you see
your what the word 'everything' means to me.
I've got this book with photos and other momentos instde,
although I didn't feel it at first it soon became something I just couldn't hide
this never ending love I'm now wearing with pride.
Although I didn't feel it at first I knew who you were
I recognised you other half of my soul I knew I'd found forever.
So I started this book of memories of just us two,
so that one day I could show our children
how mummy and daddy found each other.
I can tell how mummy was lost but daddy found her,
looked after her and loved her,
one day put a ring around her finger.
Then when our babies have babies we will still be writting this book together,
sit the new generation upon a knee
and tell them their favorite bedtime story
the one of you and me.
We have to keep on fighting my love,
never giving up.
Nothing is ever easy,
if it were it wouldn't be worth having this love of ours.
I know you're my forever, the one I'd give everything for,
and if i could even more.
So why is it that i feel so sore? Bad things never happen alone.
If one aspect of life goes wrong another is soon to follow.
I'm already going through some shit and now I'm wondering,
will you be the next to land in it?
Say 'No! ' with a passion and mean it so.
Please baby please, don't let us go!
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