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My Gift To You - 3. How Things Are
After a tiring day at work or a day off full of chores
Remember that I’m here waiting to listen to your worries
At the end of a happy day spent with family and friends
I’ll hold your hand and reminisce with you
There’ll be times I’ll stumble and fall on my knees
But I’ll get up a better person than I was because of you
I cannot promise to be your perfect person
All I can do is assure you that I’m always here when you need me
At the end of a storm which blackened the otherwise blue sky
I’ll be your first ray of sunlight or a rainbow with its many colors
When you think that you’re just a face in the crowd
Remember that to me you are the brightest of stars
It amazes me how people sometimes neglect how wonderful you are
When they pass you by and not realize what you are
A wild flower in an otherwise barren landscape
Or an oasis in the harsh and tempestuous desert
Amidst the busy and noisy streets of urban living
You are the calm that fills me with contentment and gives me sanctuary
At times when I am lost and don’t know what to do
I come to you and you point me at the right direction
When I told you that we’ll work on this relationship together
I thought it meant doing what is best for you and me, how wrong I was
It’s not as easy as that though when you look at it the first time it does
In what we have, the keyword is ‘we’ and that is what we have to work on
You are the softest of whispers that puts a smile on my face
In the stillness of night when everyone’s fast asleep and dreaming
The caress that sends shivers on my skin and makes me feel wanted
After a harrowing day which makes me long for bed and hide under the covers
The music keeps on playing whenever I’m with you
And we move our bodies to its beat, though no sound could be heard
A smile can only last for so long until the lips that carry it grows tired
But my smile is unending because I smile for you and you alone
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