Quite Trite

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I know it is quite trite to say
But I love you more each passing day
With each setting sun I find
Thoughts of you consume my mind
You've stolen my heart, my hand, my soul
Future dreams for now console
My listless, haunted, waking mind
Waiting for stars to align
For now I hope and wish and pray
You love me more each passing day

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sheawaitstruelovesheawaitstrueloveabout 11 years ago
Trite perhaps...

But that doesn't make it any less true, I suspect.