12 days forgone a promise to dismiss and dismay the fare sex only a year but an angel you sent here beautiful and kind can think and ponder and thinks of me in her somber ah yes one for like indeed I believe she will be the one to heal me along this path we walk to which I see no end Saint cupid you've done it again I thank you for life would today be gray I could ot imagine not knowing her this day I crave her presence no matter the day it's weird to say but love is the word today.
