Brian

April 9, 2016

He always waits for me

I love him so, why can't he just see

He always smiles to me from there

Adorable, handsome, and cute

I just can't bear

He places his warm hands across mine

Our love seemed so true

How lovely and delicate he is to touch

Softly and warm

I do love him so much.

He will have my heart

Although my heart doesn't belong to his

But all he can do is sit and watch

I already had this clue

I hold his hand and realize that my love

Was so fake from above

Oh Brian, my teddy bear Brian

I do love him so much

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