His Love

by Hannah   Oct 1, 2006


His love
His love talks to me through the trueness of his heart,
And I have done my part.
He talks to me whenever heâ??s thinking about me,
Then my face turns happy with glee.
His love is so gentle,
Before I had him I was just mental.
I love how I can be myself around him,
I see my horrible love past burn before my eyes,
And now I am his prize.
This took me millions of tries,
And many painful lies.
He tries to be everything I ever wanted,
And I try to give him everything he needs.
I cherish him with all I have,
And hope to never lose him.
I love how he gives me the look,
And how he can just read my look a book.
I love his love he has for me,
Because so far we will always be!

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