Thoughts of the Break
I didn't want to do it,
I hate to hear you cry,
It's just so hard to deal with
When our parents run our lives.
We were treated like puppets,
And I did what I had to do.
Now I'm feeling down and out,
And I'm not sure what to do.
We want a great life together,
And I want to be your wife.
This break isn't permanent,
I promise you it's not
I love you more than anything,
And I want to be yours forever.
So please believe me when I say:
"I do!" on our wedding day.
Copyright © Alison Fowler | Year Posted 2005
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