eternal
here was a time, when
I had not yet met you.
Life was punctuated with a desire to die.
I’m not sure where my head was at.
Never one thought, but 99.
And not one good, back then.
Life was full of people,
But no one to tend
To what was broken, to
Take my hand and to say:
It will be okay….a
Sentiment for which my heart was ripe;
Yet all I did was slowly age.
Before you, life was not good.
But then, a time of new beg-innings
A fresh start, a
Chance to try again at life,
To do it well,
And feel that I had lived.
It almost felt too good, but
Soon, ‘I’ became ‘we’
It turned out, you were all I’d ever wanted…
No more thoughts of dying, each day I want another.
With you, each day is a perfect day.
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