A Dream
I love the way he holds me tight.
At first, I thought he was Mr. Right.
His presence was my high.
His love made me fly.
Thinking of him makes me cry.
There's nothing that I wouldn't try, and never will I say goodbye.
He knows how much I care.
He knows that I'm always there.
He's not aware.....Of my despair.
I hope he's mine forever,
whether or never,
We'll always be together.
He makes everything better.
Our love runs deep within our heart.
There is nothing that can tear that apart.
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