He was my sunshine,
Even on my rainy days;
He was my moon,
Watching me over at night;
And he was all of my stars,
Every single one of them.
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For Him
PoetryThings I refuse to tell him because I don't have the courage to do so
Thirteen
He was my sunshine,
Even on my rainy days;
He was my moon,
Watching me over at night;
And he was all of my stars,
Every single one of them.
