just being poetic...
I used to be alone in my world,
I keep my story to myself,
Locking my heart and left the key elsewhere...
She came to play when i was weak,
I secretly told her where i loss my key,
And she just got lucky with the first pick.
I glimpse at her when she is not seeing me,
I study her when she is concentrating,
And i would like to stand two steps behind to protect her.
She looked pretty when she is in a mess,
Every little bad habit is just a signatory,
These signatories simply become more special to me.
I swear to become her prince in her fairytale,
With chivalrous honor and courtly love,
To make her a perfect love story.
Once together weights as much as living forever,
Nostalgias are as sweet as Possessions,
There is never a wish better than being blessed with love.
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