She looks in the mirror
hoping to see who she is...

I lost them in the past,
they left without a good bye...

I turn around and there you are
I turn back around...

Time
passing...

I never thought I could
Nor that I ever would...

Lovely butterflies flutter in my stomach.
Over the years we have only grown closer...

The day dwindles into night.
Darkness spreads over the land...

Looking across the crowded room,
Occasionally exchanging glances...

Happiness envelops me
making my lips switch...

Love is like a young blossom
slowly blooming when nourished...

I don't say it often enough,
But I want you to know I do love you...

When you touch me
little fires are lit...