What she means to me
What she means to me,
Is something no one else can see.
The way she makes me smile,
Makes me happy for a while.
When I’m with her,
My life differs.
But when she’s away,
My whole world turns gray.
I’m always looking down,
And I have a constant frown.
I can’t wait for that day,
When she comes my way.
Because the main fact of this,
Is that I don’t know who she is.
I do know that I can’t wait to meet her,
Because then, I’ll be in love for sure.
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Now I know how I truly feel,
When I know that girl is real.
What I expected became true,
Especially when she says, “I love you”
Her name is Katie and she’s the love of my life,
I hope that one day she’d be my wife.
She has big eyes, short, and better than perfect,
Without her I’d be wrecked.
She makes my life more than complete,
I love everything about her, from her head to her feet.
When I’m with her, I feel so free,
All that and more, is what she means to me.
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