I've been trying to find a reason.
What it is that makes us one.
We laugh and cry together,
And mostly just have fun.
I wonder if it was fate,
That made us meet that day.
For if fate does not exist you see,
Good luck did come my way.
I ask myself why it is me who is blessed.
The one who you adore.
I wonder how an angel like you came knocking at my door.
But then, I shouldn't really wonder,
For these blessings I have are few.
I'll just be grateful our stars did collide;
I'll be greatful for me and you.
by veraΒ©
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