Hello, Love
On this beautiful day
The golden bell's ringing
All the bird's chirping
The sacred vow is recited
One plus one is no longer two
You, love, start tearing up
Believing that you have conquered it all
Conquering your own ability
to see the hurricane right in front of you
You've been numbed by the cold in his words
Limped by the blow in his stare
Bleed by the thorn in his kisses
You, love, start tearing up
Knowing so well to hold your peace forever
To fold back the words to say I don't
Because, love,
you will not always be the priority
Maybe happy ever after could be written without you
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