He is my Prince.
The thought of losing him, makes me wince.Sometimes he can be dumb.
But besides that, I love who he's become.He can always make me laugh.
Even when I'm mad, and want to rip him in half.Sometimes he can be sweet.
But other times, I want to smack him with concrete.He is much taller than me.
To me, he's like a shade tree.We don't always talk.
But when we do, it's as if we hadn't stopped.Sometimes he can be a jerk.
Oh yeah, he's a real piece of work.But when I think about it...
I realise, I wouldn't change a thing about him.
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