You
By Buzby
You’re not all hearts and flowers Nor romantic candlelight You don’t shower me with gifts Nor serenade me through the night You don’t tell me that you love me A thousand times a day You don’t smother me with compliments Nor hang on every word I say You don’t ask me to reassure you That I will always care You don’t tell me if I left you You’d have pain you couldn’t bear You never call my name out While making love to me You never question how or why You and I became to be You never fail to make me love you Nor to make me feel I’m loved You never fail to make me thankful For my gift from up above You never fail to make me happy Never fail to make me smile You never fail to make me glad That you have joined me on life’s mile You don’t question all my moves Nor doubt that I am true You don’t need me, but you want me The same way I want you Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 04:26 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"You’re not all hearts and flowers..."