I was so used to the thorns
And sharp devil's horns
I forgot what fresh flowers
And laughing for hours
Felt like
I was so used to burning away
And feeling dismayed
I forgot what truly breathing
And happy squealing
Even felt like
I was used to crying myself to sleep
I was used to fast food cause it's cheap
But you took me out to lavish dinner dates
Stargazing on midnight road trips across the states
I almost can't believe this is real
The way you treat me, it makes me feel
Like I'm your Queen, and you're my sweet King
People fall in love, but you gave me wings
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This is written from the perspective of someone who found true love and happiness after many years of failed relationships and a lot of sadness.
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With love,
Loonazure
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