To My Sweetheart:
In seventh grade we met
Nearly eight years ago
And yet we are still together
Like the mountains and the snow
We do not fight, we only love
And love to be with one another
You tease me whenever I get upset over the smallest things
And I always calm down because I know you’re right.
No matter what I do you’re always there.
You say you’re the lucky one
But that is simply not true.
I will never be able to say how much you mean to me.
But I hope that as time goes on I can try
To show you that I am the lucky one
Instead of you
But if I really think about it
Maybe we are both lucky
To have met each other
At such a horrible time in our lives
I helped you
Then you helped me
I guess what I’ve been trying to say is:
I love you Sweetheart and I always will.