***MINE***
When the lip on your face smiles
And the voice of yourself sighs
These raise this life in height
These little means I pray in might
As time passes, the sprouts of our love grow.
Whatever it takes, together we'll pass through.
Promise for forever is our forever swear,
And our pledge of love that death can't dare.
Though the leaves of our book fall;
Even the ending comes for a call,
I won't let this love wane
Niether let our hearts in vain.
**a/n: i wish you were really mine.**
