Category : Diary/Journal
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I'm glad to call you mine
You're imperfect, indeed so full of flaws and if people see you they see something common.
They can not see you're not ordinary; you're a gem. The way you speak, your walk and even your touch is so ideal, it's made just for me, so it's okay if they're blind, better for me.
They can't see your perfection the way I do.
It matters not because you're not made for them, you're only mine.
Once those doors close and we're alone, it's only you and I.
Dress all in white we'll walk down the altar and take our bows.
You and I alone forever, we'll build a home and the rest of the world can watch us grow old together.