|  | It is love.. Love is a beautiful thing, Love sometimes hurts, yes it can sting, Then it tears you apart, from deep within, you don't know what to do, it hurts so much, so you store it away, to be revealed on another day. It gets put away, nice and tidy, folded up all nice and pretty, and then you drift off, into self-pity. Love comes out of you, by a certain man, and you try and make him understand, That I Love You are not just three words, They mean dedication, honesty, and understanding, I Love You, are three little words, which are said before and after "I do." I Love You, are little yet powerful words, they can make you feel special and important, just be careful how you use them, they are very delicate so, don't abuse them. Love blooms in the spring, you give him your heart, he gives you a ring, You love him so much, you want to say, those three little words, and make the pain go away. I Love You, is about promises that are made, and kept, feelings that are opened, and swept of the dust, they come from loyalty, and a lot of trust, They are made to be felt deep inside, say them now and she'll, be your bride. |