Oh my sweet boy of mine
Theres this guy I'm with, his smile brights the dark room I'm in
His eyes shimmer with love that could never die
His voice brings my mind peace,
Yet...somedays I wonder how he could love me?
He always shows me I can be loved and I'm not hard to love
His love for me has stayed since we were in the 7th grade and were back together in our junior year.
His love for me never died even after our beak-up,
Yet we found each other again,
We show our love with actions not just words.
My sweet sunflower he says, being called something so beautiful like that is something id never let
anyone call me that.
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