I will marry myself, she said.
I will make a vow with myself
I will promise to take care
I will promise to love until I die
I will take myself to dates
I will buy myself gifts
I will be a good listener
I will be the best partner
I will do it all, better than anyone could ever do to me.
So don’t ask me anymore who’s the guy you should beat to stay on my side
It’s not a guy you should beat
You can try to beat me,
Yes, me, myself, and I.
But he simply says, okay give me a chance to beat you, here, I’ll put the ring on its place first. And she lost all the words, for in his eyes she sees no doubts.
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