I get my girlfriend roses

My heart flutters, 

My hands shake,

My mind is cluttered 

And my face breaks.

 

But you make it better

Little by little, bit by bit,

Any day with you I forget her 

Even in a dark room, with you, I'd sit.

 

You are my world,

And everything in it.

Not from a potion swirled

But by your own choice.

 

And I know the world doesn't rhyme,

And the sky isn't blue.

But with you I'd spend all my time,

And know my love is really true.

 

That is why I buy you roses

That is why I pay for things

You are all I have, and everyone knows

And when I am older, I hope to buy you rings.

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