If they asked me, I could write a book,
About the way you walk, and whisper, And look.
On how we met,
That the world will never forget.
I could write a preface,
And the simple, Secret of the plot,
Then the world discovers,
Is just to tell them,
That I love you, alot.
As my book ends,
How to make two lovers of friends.
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