This Valentine's I'll open my locker a small, square envelope will drift slowly to the floor I'll pick it up, with shaking hands and pull a small, red card out of it as I open it up A strong smell of Him will waft into my nose dancing on my senses "Dear Angelica", it will say "All these years of watching you, always watching, now I can't bear it, I have to say...I love you Angelica, with all my heart...Love...Beau" I'll look at it with tears in my eyes and look over at him, smiling I'll approach him He'll approach me We'll lean in close and... I'll wake up.
Reason for writing:
Beau, I wish this was true
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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