• Our love is something
    It can not be triffled with
    It will never fall

    We fight we argue
    We say harsh things but some had
    We always come back

    I am the firer
    My flames can easly brun
    Yet you still love me

    You are my water
    Standing there to cratle me
    When thing go harshly

    Nothing wil brake that
    My happness is with you
    I love you so much