Now were do i start,
maybe from the day you stole my heart...
Your love warms me
like my favourite morning tea...
Someday you'll cry for me, like i cried for you.
someday you'll miss me like i missed you...
Ill alaways be beside you
unitl the very end...
In the poring you made sure you came, i have loved...
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