Dear Future Wifey, allow Me
To be the man of your Dreams
I swear I will treat you like a princess you Are
Moses parted the Red Sea but me and you will never be Apart
Cause me and you are a match made in Heaven
I cant wait to stand infront of the Reverend
Exchange vows with you
I could tell you that you an Angel
But thats too cliche, with you everything seem so clear
Dreaming, that we holding hands Boo
Our love is so Heavenly so close to the Moon
Cant wait to look you in the eyes and tell you, that I Love You
My Future Wifey, Wish I see you Soon
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