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There is a reason why a rose is called a rose

Something about it makes it different from other flowers

No matter what language you might refer it to 

A rose will always be a rose 

And you will always be my queen 

For six years, seeing you was quite normal for me 

You treated me like we were friends for a long time 

Yet we barely even spoke to each other 

Being a shy person from a local town 

Meant that talking to a beautiful girl like you was rare

But when the chance came, I was not about to let it go

For a long time, I sat back and adored your beauty

Every time I saw you walk past me, I would be left shocked 

Because I never thought that such beauty would ever exist 

Your smile was able to light up every room you walked into 

Which meant that just like your name, you were the light to everyone’s life 

You talking to me felt like a fantasy at first 

You being a queen in my eyes meant that 

People like me would never be associated with you 

Yet all of that seemed to change after that encounter 

As each day went by, there wasn’t a day in which we never spoke to each other 

People taking pictures of us together 

Maybe one day, we might cover GQ just like Travis and Kylie 

And you will forever be my queen 

In the middle of the night, I would wake up 

Just to see if you were okay whenever you were sick

Seeing you every 5th and 7th day of the week 

Would not be enough to show you how much I loved being in your presence 

I might not be the young French superstar from Paris

I might not be able to give you all the chocolate in the world

I might not be able to take you all over the world 

But if there’s one thing that I’m able to do 

It’s me declaring that you are my queen