Would it be insane
To say I obsess over you
Night and day?
To say I dream dreams of angels and queens who sing melodies of love and
Other joyous things?
A confession of my subconscious.
Would it be ironic
To say that I regret not knowing you sooner because I feel like I've wasted our time?
And now forever is shorter than it would have been a year ago.
But a year ago I didn't have the wisdom to understand real from fantasy.
Schizophrenic mentality, you could say.
But today
I know what I feel is real.
And our relationship isn't fantasy but a dream.
One from which I never desire to wake
Until death do us part.
Would it be nonsense to say
If I had a million dollars
The first thing I'd buy is a white gold ring with a precious diamond on the top with the words "kärlek, för evigt" etched on the inside?
I'd take you for a ride to the most extravagant of facilities and look you in the eye and say...
"Money can't buy happiness;
So I spent a million dollars on the one thing that would make me happy.
Will you say yes and make me the happiest man alive?"
Would I be ridiculous to say
I fantasize over the idea of a house, kids, and a dog?
Black and white go so well together,
In so many ways,
And I don't just mean on chess boards and kitchen floors.
If I am just an insane, nonsensical fool full of ridiculously ironic dreams
Then at least I can say I'm in love.
Isn't that what it does to us?
It's evol, they say,
Because it changes people.
You make me crazy.
You make me so happy.
You changed my life.
I'm so in love with you.
Kärlek, för evigt
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