Red roses.
Moonlight walks.
Romantic dinners.
Are keys.
Three different keys.
To my heart.
To unlock it.
And let you in.
But...
If that is true.
Than you are not the one I was destined to.
For you know not of red roses but of yellow daises.
Moonlight walks always end in races through the valley.
And our romantic dinners consist of fries and buggers at the local pub.
But now as I sit here i see i was wrong.
For only a smile on your face or your hand on my back,
Does my heart open up.
Open up to you.
For you have found the key to my heart.
That key is
You
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