SIDE NOTE- I CHANGED THE WORDS FROM “Hope is the bridge between despair and joy” to “Hope is the bridge between despair and repair”
My love, sweet and nice,
Your eyes bring out the light.
My love, sweet and nice,
Your heart is the bright.
Your eyes, the color of honey,
Makes me daydream like a bunny.
Your heart, crystal clear,
Is the apple of my tear.
Though you don’t love me,
And my thoughts a...