It was just a Cliché

She was just a girl He was just a boy And that was that They fell in love It didn't matter That she wasn't stick thin That he wasn't buff All that mattered Was that they loved -Kel Dayheart

As Always

I always seem to fall So very hard And oh so quickly Into love And darling, you are No exception -Kel Dayheart

Delicate Love

It's fragile Like a baby bird But like a baby bird If you nurture it The love you receive Is more than you Could have ever conceived -Kel Dayheart

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