If I could tell you
What only seems to exist in my dreams,
I would tell you I love you
And oh how I wished it to be.
A poet, as I, cannot begin to say,
With all the words I have at hand,
How easy you make it to live today
Despite how much pain exists to man.
And how amazing you are
Such that words do not explain
So I'll just leave you with what I've said so far
I love you, even past my dying day.














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