The only one of ones that belongs to you.
I'm yours.
The one truest soul in love with you.
I'm yours.
Stop!
Pay attention, my love.
Romeo had Juliet to his very end.
Except our love isn't bulit around tragic events.
Wait!
Pay close attention.
To these words I speak.
Having you in my life.
Means the whole world to me.
I'm yours.
And no other one.
Listen!
To be alone.
Means you're comfortable without a mate.
To be in love.
Means you understands your heart can't wait to love.
I'm yours.
This moment.
This day.
And forever more.
I'm yours.
Sep 28, 2012
Sep 28, 2012 at 4:52 PM UTC
The only one of ones that belongs to you.
I'm yours.
The one truest soul in love with you.
I'm yours.
Stop!
Pay attention, my love.
Romeo had Juliet to his very end.
Except our love isn't bulit around tragic events.
Wait!
Pay close attention.
To these words I speak.
Having you in my life.
Means the whole world to me.
I'm yours.
And no other one.
Listen!
To be alone.
Means you're comfortable without a mate.
To be in love.
Means you understands your heart can't wait to love.
I'm yours.
This moment.
This day.
And forever more.
I'm yours.
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