approximately 4 feet, 6 inches away from me.
That’s almost 9 and a half inches closer
than yesterday.
For you, my Peach, my Zelda, my Leia,
I’d simply walk into Mordor
And fight the Battle of Middle Earth
in your name.
Your smile, your eyes, your scent, your taste,
Cause my cardiac muscles
to palpitate.
My feelings for you grow
exponentially every day.
And if those tears start to fall,
I’ll be there with my poka-ball
ready to catch them all.
Because roses are red,
the Tardis is blue,
so press Start to join,
and be my player two.
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