I would've never imagined that I'd have you as my own
In my life there's been nothing but gray skies and cyclones.
Now you're the sunshine that chase the clouds away,
the gentle breeze that gives me peace on heated day.
My always;
my forever.
My climate, cause you don't switch up like the weather.
My day one, my woman,
my hype; my wife.
You're precisely my type.
Thank you for changing my life.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 3:57 AM UTC
I would've never imagined that I'd have you as my own
In my life there's been nothing but gray skies and cyclones.
Now you're the sunshine that chase the clouds away,
the gentle breeze that gives me peace on heated day.
My always;
my forever.
My climate, cause you don't switch up like the weather.
My day one, my woman,
my hype; my wife.
You're precisely my type.
Thank you for changing my life.
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