You think I'm important and kind, incredibly skilled and sweet.
You were the first to say that everything I am is amazing.
You don't think I'm weird, just seriously different.
You take me for who I am without complain.
You encourage me to be me and nothing else.
You hold me up high, and you make me feel like a princess.
You understand me and my quirky ways.
You say you'd die before you'd ever leave my side.
When I say I love you more than you love me, you say it's not possible.
You called me sweetheart.
Jul 19, 2011
Jul 19, 2011 at 4:09 PM UTC
You think I'm important and kind, incredibly skilled and sweet.
You were the first to say that everything I am is amazing.
You don't think I'm weird, just seriously different.
You take me for who I am without complain.
You encourage me to be me and nothing else.
You hold me up high, and you make me feel like a princess.
You understand me and my quirky ways.
You say you'd die before you'd ever leave my side.
When I say I love you more than you love me, you say it's not possible.
You called me sweetheart.
