If this love story went viral,
They'd freeze to death upon arrival,
But we would fight for our survival.
Oh if this love story went viral.
Both our minds filled with balloons,
These spirits, cannabis, and deadly tunes.
Surprised that there is still space; enough room,
For you, the reddest of all balloons.
My dear, I owe you much.
A goodbye kiss and perhaps little touch.
Because I simply never felt such,
Felt such happiness.
I hope you don't fall out of love with me baby,
Cause I saw them notes, and I'm certain you like me.
Drunk minds speak sober thoughts, so now I know,
That I found myself a poet. I cannot let her go.
Darling, no, I cannot let you go.
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