Just like Will Hayes, I couldn’t think of a day where I wouldn’t want to hold your hand.

You make me feel some kind of way and I think most times I just don’t understand.

It’s a strange feeling but I want to feel it at all times.

Even when I try explaining it I lose my speaking ability as if I was only understood by a bunch of mimes.

They say love continues to always grow but I want to make sure it fits in my dome.

I’ve gotten to the stage where popping the question isn’t even next level, let me just buy you a home.