L-O-V-E
He was the wind beneath her wings
The pressure from underneath
And eventually the pressure grew
And then the earth split in two
In a moment her heart felt like it was going through the shredder
And the worst part was that he
The person she though she loved
Was the shredder
And that's what love is
Sometimes blind
Sometimes kind
You never know
But when love is true
You can be you
Singing at the top of your lungs
Or fan-girling over the newest episode
And he will look at you, smile and say
"You're a goofball"
And that's when you'll know he loves you truly
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