She’s so sweet to me
She treats me well
I feel dependent on her
It seems I’m under her spell
It’s her presence
It’s her essence
It's her patience
And statements
If she told me she was late
I’d still be happy she made it
She keeps me grounded
When I have the sky
At my feet
She’s so sweet to me
Without her I’m not Me
I love her look
And affection
I love her perfect
Complexion
I love every thing about her
Except the fact I don’t have her
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