Love Story
It wasn’t love at first sight
I was too shy; you were too kind
We started talking and I could hardly think
Every morning we walked to class amid the dew
You would leave; my heart would sink
We’d meet at dinner to once more find
The friend who gives us light.
We share our time, joys, and sorrows
Our trust runs deep; we want each other
We’ve danced and walked, laughed and cried
We share our life and burn our time
And now I move your veil aside
To kiss my friend, my wife,
Because I love you.
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