My love for him,
Is greater then,
my love for myself,

He has wiped away tears,
Shed for the past year,
I name him tissue box boy,

Because of you can sit,
And here all my ****,
Your a used tissue,

But I love you,
But I can't *******,
Pull out your Kleenex now,

Because of a guy,
Who did things to me,
You let me cry,
on your shoulder,

Because you tell me he was,
Wrong and always will be,
And I sniffle more,

Because you hold me,
When I need it and it's a lot,
And I wet your shirt,

Because you don't care,
I may never *******,
And you may cry now too,

But you don't need that,
To love me,
And I stop crying for a minute,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
And you just love me,
And hold me,

Because love isn't about,
Physicalness it's love,
And with that,
You reply your empty box,
For next time.
Tissue box boy.

Words can't describe
The physicalness of our love
I love you
So dearly
We were meant to be
Just seeing you makes my whole day
When will it be another day for our encounter?
I don't care what people say
Or what you think
All I know is there's one love in this life
A love that can't be replaced
No matter how much I try
I can't stop thinking about you
Standing in my room
Listening to my favorite songs
There's no way for you to slip out of my mind
My dear, my dear, I love you
And even if you doubt yourself
I will always do
Through heaven and hell
I will always do
For my sweet dear deserves everything
Even in its gloomy days
I love you
And there's no possible way to ever describe it correctly