Better Left Unsaid.You'll be a lawyer-I'll be a writer. You'll probably make more money but-At least we'll both be doing things we love.And we'll live on a farm,Just like you always wanted and...I want to marry you-I can't imagine myself with anyone else.But you don't know that. We'd both laugh if I told you. So it's better left unsaid. I can see us staying up late...Watching kiddie movies and eating chocolate ice cream. And having candle lit dates on our bedroom floor-Taco Bell, of course. And on winter evenings, we'll curl up on the couch...With hot chocolate...As I read aloud to you-From a book of my choice, of course. But you don't know this...You'd think I was weird if I told you.So it's better left unsaid. And one day we'll pick out a huge chair.A chair for cuddling.And when I'm sad-You'll hold me in our chair...And we'll both stay real quiet,Taking each other in.And eventually we'll start to talk-Quiet murmurs at first...And eve
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