He is officially disquallified from the race to her heart.
Now it is only us.
He believes he is the closest to her,
but he is wrong
He may have her, and call it a victory
He may say she is perfect for him, and steal her heart.
But I will wait, a million years if I have to
To make her mine
to call her mine
when he, too, disqualifies himself
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