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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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