Tyler Tuck (9/23/94 / Rochester Hills)
ohhhhh what to do,
theres oh so many things,
so very perfect about you.
from the very first verse,
that you ever whispered to me,
i could tell there was nothing else,
so damn beautiful to see.
so i fell deeper and deeper,
and we grew stronger and stronger,
and i knew i found a keeper,
no need to search any longer.
with the eyes of a heavenly angel,
love like a mysterious spell,
a smile brighter than the shining sun,
this one is outdone by none.
all that i am, all that we are,
whether were sailing on a silver star,
or riding in a police car,
whether we aim for par,
or shoot way too far,
it wont matter in the end,
whether we spend, misspend, defend or offend,
because ill still have my best friend.
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