Until Death Do Us Part
You make me waltz through the door.
You always took care of me when I was in pain;
showed me how to be happy to the core,
and traveled through the right lane.
Although we argue from time to time,
I will never treat you like one cent.
You are worth thousands upon thousands of dimes,
for I will never be indifferent.
“The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference”
you fill every space of my heart,
and I will tend towards you when you are tense.
And I shall love you until death do us part.
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