You are my high and low.
From something innocent,
which is a feeling I don't know.
It makes me happy,
full of joy.
Like a little child playing with a toy.
Like a mother having a baby.
Like a father holding his son.
You get this feeling,
from a few to one.
It is your everything in your life.
That is an upbringing note.
Like a singer reaching their stardom.
Like a boxing winning his match.
Like the days that seems to come,
but there is no turing back.
Sweetness, that enters through and through.
Just so you know I love you.
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