Treasure Island

Christina Phan

(May,2,1992)

Being With You


Every minute of day
I think about you
Every step we take along the way
We compromise and is so magical

I'm blessed to have you in my life
We have five geat years together
I hope one day you made me your wife
You are the best thing that came in my life

My heart is complete
I couldn't ask for more
Fate brought us to meet
We are meant to be after all

Being with you
Every day you make me feel happy
I hope you feel the way I do
You know what to say when something is on my mind

Noone gets me like you do
We understand each other so well
Evey challenge we face we got through
We are soulmate

Submitted: Sunday, September 25, 2011
Edited: Monday, September 26, 2011

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