The One
The day we meet the day we part,
Will never be the same.
Evertime i go to call,
I will always call your name.
Love is but a game we play,
Or but a word we say.
To say the word is such a thing,
I love you everyday.
Copyright © Ryan Richardson | Year Posted 2016
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