For my Love (thank you)
You’re my favorite work of art
You’re my favorite melody
You’re my favorite smell
And taste
And touch
You mean the world to me
I promised not to hurt you
Like others had before
I’ll die before I break that promise
Of this, I'm absolutely sure
Your touch is a balm
On wounds that others left on my skin
Your love is a buoy-
It pulls me up when I can’t swim
Every day is a new lesson
In learning how to trust
And every day you remind me
Exactly why we fell in love
I love that I can calm you
And take care of you when needed
I love that you stand up for me
Even though it’s easier to stay seated
Because I love you, I will cherish you
I will not break your heart
I only wish that you could trust this
And you knew it from the start
I'll never blame you for being scared
Hell, I get scared every day
And every day I'll try to prove
That I'm sincere in what I say
I know that we're just kids at heart.
We're less experienced than the rest.
But I know I'll never love someone else
Cause, Honey, you're the best.
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