Love.

by SpillYurHartOut   Mar 4, 2005


Love.
Four letters.
One meaning.
Overused.
Always abused.
All this used to be true,
until I met you.

Everything is changed.
My world upside down.
I barely ever show a frown,
Because of that little four letter word.
One meaning.
May be overused,
And I may say it a lot,
But now it's never abused.
Because I met you.

From the day I first saw the true color of your eyes,
From the first time you promised me "no more lies",
From the first time you grabbed my hand,
From the first time I got to see your lips whisper "i love you",
I realized I really do love you, too.

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