Every day I look into your eye,
And every day I just cry,
I try to get over you,
But this is just so new,
I know I can be so lame,
But I don't take that to fame,
I miss you more and more each day,
Even though I can't say,
I love you!
But is it true?
That you love me?
For who I am and what you see?
For you is who I need,
I can lead,
Us to a great life,
Cook you meals with your grandmothers knife,
Clean the house you bought for us,
Without a single fuss,
Make you happy as can be,
Oh, If you will just be with me!
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A plain and simple genuine wish to be presented before your companion. Well written.