March dear, I hate mornings. But I like waking up next to you You always woke up before I do and let me just sleep in your embrace.

Honey I hate travel, But I ran to you when ever you're at the shore. No miles can ever mean more Then feeling my hands wrapped around your waist. I'd stop staying home and wasting time to keep your soul with mine

I'd do Anything, Anything, Anything.

"Whatcha Writing~?" She creeps behind you and peaks at your notes "Aww is it a love song for me~?"