My heart is packed so full of love for you 
  I dreamed I exploded, like aerosol cans sometimes do 

I blew with such force that my bones became shrapnel 
And leveled the town, except the small chapel 

My teeth flew like bullets, I didn't know what was happening 
They killed everyone in sight, except for the chaplain 

And then, thanks to him, we were happily wed 
Even though, at the time, I think we were both dead

Warning! Contents under pressure! By Jeffrey Franken

Our tale is of a cinematic love. 
But darling, life isn’t a movie. 

Our love is a cinematic masterpiece,
and just like all the good ones, 
it must end.