spring

i adore you for everything you are
nothing comes close and no one is on par
although i have my doubts
and i sometimes feel my hope falls somber
and our fated red string is too far streched
but then i remember that into the tree of life
our initials were once etched
before time and before space
there is a place
for us
and after time and after space
there will be a place for us too

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I write stuff. Mostly comedy. Probably unfunny, if it's not your cup of tea drink coffee.