To be with her
To be with her
it seems to alway be a blur
the laughs the smiles
they seem to last a while
but when she has to go I feel my heart colapse
she is my drug, and I begin to relapse
people envy our love because it is so strong
I tell them maybe because we have been together so long
To be with her is a gift
one that you can not wish
but, must only recieve
on such a special day as christmas eve
I love you Ashley
maybe one day we will be able to say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
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