Through the arguments and lacking of communication, what is left to talk about? We still have love for one another , but what do I have to do to show you that I love you? Buy you flowers , and call your phone. Put money under the foam mattress hoping you see the real meaning of my doings. I do what I do because I love you. Don't you remember those days we called great? Cooking food for you providing you a plate. I wouldn't want to take those days for granted. Finding true love can be disenchanted. Because I love you, I will take advantage and manage.
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