If love were flowers,
I'd send you a field of dreams.
If hours were seconds,
I'd spend less time waiting to pop the question.
If smiles floated in the water,
I'd send you an ocean of kisses.
If my words were clumsy,
I'd send you a dictionary of romance.
If death were the end of you,
I'd tattoo your name on my heart.
If you wanted a note,
I'd send you a letter.
If you want to forget me,
I'd forget you, too.
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Dusting Off DreamsRomance
Hannah's grandmother passed away, and while boxing her belongings in the attic, she notices a journal about her grandmother's life and her short stories. Hannah realizes her grandmother understood what she was going through. Margo feels horrible for...