In sickness and in health
Till death parts us
I pronounce you to be human
The ability to love defined
Dressed in white, well, maybe a tuxedo
Giving me hives from the dreams stated
Start a family they say
How readily they are to become one
Maybe I’m destined for loneliness
How boring my death gets to be
Will anyone miss her?
Maybe I should have given love a chance
Get a story like that of sleeping beauty
Let his kiss awaken me from eternal slumber
We can be Shrek and Fiona maybe
Accepting each other as we be
What if love happened through osmosis
What if we are destined?
What if I am meant to find you?
I might as well be fated for a happily never after.
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