Piddling drip drops lightly on the dew drops,
Never ceasing, never stops.
A love that never rots.
Love you now, loved you then,
Thanks for being my inspiration when
Nothing else takes the place of you.
If I had it my way, I’d spend my life with you.
If I had it my way, I’d marry you.
But to everyone, it’s “too soon.”
Guess I’ll be a lonely sick loon.
Drink away the hours in a rainy warm room.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:16 PM UTC
Piddling drip drops lightly on the dew drops,
Never ceasing, never stops.
A love that never rots.
Love you now, loved you then,
Thanks for being my inspiration when
Nothing else takes the place of you.
If I had it my way, I’d spend my life with you.
If I had it my way, I’d marry you.
But to everyone, it’s “too soon.”
Guess I’ll be a lonely sick loon.
Drink away the hours in a rainy warm room.
Trash. Will probably be deleted later.
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