If I had a flower for every time I thought of you,
I could walk through my garden forever.
I could name the stars after you,
and I would too,
and I'd run out of stars
before growing tired of you.
If I had a poem for every beautiful thing about you,
the world would run out of paper.
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you,
I could walk through my garden forever.
I could name the stars after you,
and I would too,
and I'd run out of stars
before growing tired of you.
If I had a poem for every beautiful thing about you,
the world would run out of paper.
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