text: It's been really nice to meet you and getting to know you these last few days And if you'd like to keep in contact then I think that would be just great...Maybe you could write to me and then we could be like pen pals But I suppose people don't really write letters any more Cos it's normally all emails Which is a shame. I understand you live there and I live all the way over here But you're more than welcome to drop by any time if you're ever near-And if you need a place to crash you could have my sofa bed But my real bed's pretty big really so you could share with me instead-And if you wanted to stay for more than one night - two, three or four, You wouldn't even need to ask me cos you could even stay for five. If after a while you wanted to move your things in bit by bit Then I'd empty half a shelf for you where your toothbrush could sit. And if after a while you wanted to move yourself in all at once Then I think that would be OK too and I would jump at the chance! If after thinking about it you wanted to go halvesies on a pet Then it would have to be a dog cos I'm allergic to cats. And after a few weeks we could think about getting married and Picking out spots for honeymoons where over thresholds you'd be carried. Then a few weeks after that we could think about family options But if one of us was barren we could look into adoption; Cos there's a lot of children out there that don't have a mum or dad But I reckon we'd make good ones or at least ones not so bad; we could get jobs and promotions doing things we really like; buy our kid the stuff you buy like dolls and skates and bikes. I'll teach him or her to ride it like my daddy did for me And you can put the plasters on when they fall and graze their knee. We'll send them off to university and comfort each other when they're gone And I'll hold you in my arms and tell you term time's not that long. I'd make you know your sacrifice was never left unnoticed and the kid we had and raised together was worth not getting promoted. And-and-maybe you'd be irritated by my constant snoring But then again, maybe I - Would find your stories boring...but me and you, side by side, walking hand in hand we know even little arguments are all part of the plan. And when we're old and fat and grey with twinkling in our eyes: I'll love you and forgive you for looking at those other guys, I'll bet spending my life with you will make us want to live forever, maybe we'll be lucky and our lives will end together! For knowing you these last few days has turned my life around And I thank my maker every day For this person that I've found........ Or we could just leave it.