"I love You,"
These three words she waited months to hear.
He now spoke,
Whispering them in her ear.
If only others could see it,
The joy she felt when he was here.
And too if they would listen,
True love is what they could hear.

When, at night, her fears consumed her,
Her love would be by her side,
Taking serious the task of her comfort bringer.

So I write this to you love,
Knowing that one day
We will show them our love,
And then they will see.
 
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