To Love Her

To love her and be loved by her was all I ever wanted.

To see her smile and know I was the reason.

To look into her eyes and see a spark that I put there.


Yes, to love her was my sole purpose now.

To make sure her heart would never be broken again.

To make sure those brown eyes of hers never cry again from being hurt.


And being the one she loves is a treasure more precious than any gem.

To hear her say she loves me…

Even when she is half asleep, clinging to my hand.

It makes my heart swell.


The blush on her face when I call her beautiful.

The sound of her laughter when I tickle her.

The feeling of her in my arms.

Yes, to love her and to be loved by her was all I ever wanted.

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