Words can't describe
I'm finding out more each day
More about life
More about exactly what I want to say
Writing letters
Such a thankless task
It's so much better
Better to simply ask
Speaking isn't foreign
Like it is with everyone
And instead of being bored
I'm constantly having fun
Then something that he does
I don't think he thinks about it
That it means so much because
I don't know what I'd do without it
A smile or a look into his increadible eyes
Will always be enough for me
But the way he thinks, the way he tries
The way you can see his honesty
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