Zack, my love, my heart, my everything,
You’re a good soul, with a sprinkle of jealousy, it’s true,
I see the way those young women gather ’round,
Their eyes on you, with admiration unbound.
But I know, my love, that you’re mine, and I am yours,
And though I may feel jealous too, I trust you, through and through,
You’re sweet, and kind, and gentle, and true,
And it’s natural, for women to be drawn to you.
But I know, that your heart belongs to me,
And I belong to you, in perfect harmony,
Our parents, they saw something special, in our betrothal arrangement,
A union, of two hearts, that would complement each other’s rhythm.
Zack, my husband, my betrothed, my love,
I’ve been meaning to tell you, how I feel, from above,
But for some reason, I shy away, and hide,
But now, I say it loud, and clear, with all my might.
I love you, Zack, with all my heart, and soul,
You’re the one, I want to spend, my life with, and grow old,
Our parents, they made the right choice, in our betrothal,
For we were meant to be, together, forever, and always.
