A serious issue,
And the strange thing is it's because of you.
Every night and every day,
When I see you I have three words to say.
I wonder if they'll ever come out,
When they do we'll be old and grey.
I'll say the third word, it'll be too much shock,
And you'll run away.
Oh, how I dread that dark day.
My heart is a lock and I believe that you have the key,
My question is "Do you love me?".
Because my hard has wings and has flew to you,
As, I simply love everything that you do.
The three words are about to come out,
F**k it! I don't care.
The three words are...
I love you, my Dear.
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