My Love for is like a red,red rose,
It started as a seed,but it's grown n grown
Its roots reach deep down inside of my chest
And it grows even more with each passing breath
The delicate petals lay beautiful and pure,
All my doubts and problems,you have since cured.
For all the thorns that this proud rose bears,
They're all softened by the taught of your care.
Soon the rose grows old and withers and dies,
but the love that helped it grow will last for all time
I Love You Dear
For the whole of My life
I will never forget You..
Even if i have to die..
~if i have to choose between loving you and breathing,i would use my last breath to say
"I Love You"
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