I think about you
all the time,
I just can't seem
to get you off my mind.
the time passes
fast and slow,
I'm waiting for cupid
to shoot the bow.
some have said
love isn't real,
but they haven't received
the package deal.
my heart is solid
and yours to keep,
if love is a dream
than I'm asleep.
as I write this
I think of us,
in a church
or on a bus.
if this is
but yet a dream,
please don't wake me
for I am away
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