October 2011
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I wasn’t looking for perfection
I didn’t choose you for your eloquence or beauty
I didn’t choose you at all, I had no say.
The Moon ached and stars aligned
the day your soul found mine
All I ask is that you think of me first,
that when the time comes you consider my heart.
I want to be your Rosalind
to be the only girl in the wide world that could have held you