It has been your words that have kept me going strong.
Being that stand up man and not being afraid to tell me when I'm wrong.
It has been you reminding me each and every day that beauty is skin deep and there is no need to hide my smile away.
It has been you standing by my side when no one else would.
It was you that that jump started my heart when no one else could.
You have been that turning point in my life.
You made me a mother and your wife.
It has been you all a long that my heart has desired.
No wonder those before you ended up fired.
I Love you because it has been you from the start.
Till death do us part with you is where I leave my heart.
It has been you, you, you...
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