It's Your Fault
The reason I cry.
The reason I’m happy.
The reason I cannot die,
And why this poem is sappy.
All my thoughts are of you.
Holding on to my pillow tight,
Wishing to see those eyes of blue.
Everything just feels so right.
I love playing with your hair,
While I’m lying in your arms.
Our love has so much flair,
Because of all your charms.
I love to see you smile.
I hate to hear you cry.
We’ve been together for a while.
Our love will never die.
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