Everything
I asked you what she means to you,
'Everything.'
You're determined to prove everyday, that she's beautiful.
Even in her stubbornness,
you know how to pull her back.
'Because I love her.'
You stand by her,
even when she doesn't know how to fix things.
You open your own Pandora's box,
and trust her to keep your secrets.
'Because I love her.'
And when she got sick? Why did you stay?
Why did you fight her,
everytine a cigarette hit her lips?
'Because I loved her.'
'Love is knowing when to fight.
I promised to love her, even to her last breathe.
And when she lefted,
I vowed to show you what love truly is.'
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