Love, it's a wonderful thing your excited to hear. It has a ring in you ear and a pulse that you fear a guide that will stear with a hand close and near. Love, it's a magicall thing that you put into gear. With one silent tear from month until year till he seems to appear right out of the clear. Love, is a thing in the mind that you can't seem to find and you feel you've left behind but it's always there in a bind and it's more than just kind.
Reason for writing:
I just had a anniversary with my boyfriend and I wanted to describe my feelings.
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