Dear True Love,

Dear true love, when I’m without you – I’m a writer without any words. I’m a story that nobody heard
When I’m without you, I am a voice. I am a voice without any sound. I’m a treasure map that nobody found

Dear true love, when I’m without you – I’m a lantern without any light. I’m a boxer much too afraid to fight

So with this ring, may you always know one thing. What little that I have to give – I will give it all to you.
You’re my one true love

When I’m without you, I am a memory. I’m a memory bent out of shape. A childhood already bruised with age

Dear true love, when I’m without you – I’m an artist without any paint. I’m the deal that everyone breaks
When I’m without you – I am a whisper. I’m a secret that nobody keeps. I’m a dreamer of someone else’s dreams

Dear true love, when I’m without you – I’m a farewell that came all too soon. I’m a hand-me-down that dreams of being new.

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Dear true love, Sleeping at Last.

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