Three Words

by Dying Beautifully   Nov 24, 2007


I love you,
Said for the first time on the twenty-fourth.
Who honestly knew,
We would get together and morph?

That we would complete each other,
With good and bad.
That we would have love like a mother,
And make each other the opposite of sad.

I love you,
Said whenever we talk.
Nothing more they can do,
Noting for them to mock.

No one has anything to say,
About this love we have.
Nothing can get in our way,
For one and other we are mad.

I love you,
We will say it again.
And this is what we will do,
Forever because our love does not end.

I love you baby!!

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