Impatient, are we ?
Rosy cheeks and twinkling eyes
Picked up the flowers for tonight
The day I becomes his and he becomes mine
The ring I found will forever shine
Ohh how will it look on my hand
Our love story will be grand
Will he bend down on knees or not
Where are my car keys, I forgot
Will it be special and sweet
This is not a thing that we can repeat
Ringed his doorbell, my excitement was of the chart
He looked at my smile and said with a sigh, "Impatient, are we?
And with that my heart broke into million pieces apart.
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