Why are we fighting?
Why does our love for each
other be clouded by
The minor issues that are
forgotten the day after?
We say things that hurt
each other,
then say sorry and boom,
Back into each other.
Finding it hard to
understand why we bicker and fuss,
When that shit shouldn't
even matter.
See we are what really
matters,
And that's the way it
should be,
You and I against the
world,
Writing our own history.
So come here baby girl,
Let me love you just
right,
Kiss your forehead,
Look in your eyes and then
tell you good night.
And don't you worry,
I will be here when you
wake up later,
In my arms, on my chest,
Where we're in our perfect
forever.
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