A love poem that proves the first love isn’t always the truest.

I’ll die for you in a second.

But I’ll live for you now.
I’ll comfort you the day Forks
sees no rain;

I’ll strive for that day to come.

I love you, and you’d be surprised
how much love can impact one’s life.
Admire yourself as I do,

And forget your own modesty.

Be yourself when I do,
and let any comfort come
from me.

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