You are my storybook lover.
The memories we share will last forever.
In every language we know.
Our story will show.
From our tragic beginning.
To our meaningful ending.
And the adventures we had in between.
That show we were just crazy teens.
I called you my snow white.
Before we had are first fight.
Then I called you snow.
Because you are snow white 2.0.
You have the beauty of her.
But the fight of another.
Those who knew us could tell.
That in the end our love never fell.
