Material Love

by cassandra   Aug 6, 2008


All these roses, all these things,
Don't mean anything until you buy me a ring.
8 months of love, and laughter.
I want to be with you forever.
Diamonds, jewelery, and material things.
I'll throw them all away,
until the day you say "I love you" and mean it.
Don't lie, don't cheat.
That will only make this love end.
When you're gone,
I wont forget.
How much time we spent.
But until the day I see you again,
I love you, my babe,
and always will.

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