I remember how you used to say,
Those 3 words, my favorite way.
Softly whispered in my ear,
As you tightly held my body near.
My, how these words are no estranged,
To these ears, which have not changed.
The words you spoke, were they not true?
When you said \"I love you.\"
But if you do, then stay and fight,
For only 1 cant make it right.
Yes some problems have envolved,
It takes 2 to create and 2 to solve.
Lets work together and do it as 1,
So that we learn to fix, and not to run!
~I actually didnt write this poem, a friend of mine did. Im not tryin to take her credit, its just i think it pretty and would like other people to read it 2~
