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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2344576

As time moves forward and grass isn't so green,I'll always have you and that's all I need

As time continues on...nothing stays the same, that's how time is.....something good that is so cruel at the same time.
As I spend these moments with you, It makes me think sometimes...never bad....just lucky to have you in my existence.
When I see you...you make my heart go on a ride going 10,000 miles a minute but I wouldn't have it any other way,
In the short time we have been one, I've never been happier and I pray it never ends, Because when I'm with you...It feels like nothing else Is real.
Unlike a lot of people these days care about your style....looks...money....but I've never really cared about that...instead I care about your heart, feelings, personality, how you are to people, your dreams and hobby's.
I love you not till rubber breaks or when water runs dry...I love you till the sun explodes, I love you like how fire burns on...getting brighter through life....getting stronger everyday.

Your eyes remind me of what star gazing is like, your smile can remind a man on that rope what hope is....the will to get better and keep trying, your laugh can change the spirit of a room, your touch is more worth than gold...or even more for that matter, just looking in your direction feels holy by itself.

As time goes on...I'll continue to love you, and cherish every single memory we share, in person or over a screen...no mater how far we are...I'll continue to love you with my heart and soul.
As the sun descends into the horizon and the moon seeks play among the sky and its clouds it shares...I want to share moments I don't want to spend alone....like watching twilight in low light and doordash...or playing video games in each others presence...It's the small things in life that mean the most...I need you like a moonlit hill needs its white roses and tulips.

As the sun arises from its slumber and the moon gets tired from its nights play...we will have the life we want and deserve together...only time can tell but, you will wear a ring with pride as I play in our yard with our future daughter, blowing bubbles and making memories worth more than gold and pearls.


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