Can I say I’m alone?
It sure feels like I don’t have a home.
It’s easy for my mind to roam
And sometimes feel alone.
But I look at my wrist and there’s that twist.
The sign of a promise that’s meant to be kept.
One simple word that explains my heart’s desire.
One simple word branded to my heart with fire.
And deep inside, far away, his wrist holds the same.
Another word, with the same promise.
A love that cannot be forgotten.
And in his hands, he holds the key to my heart.
This is what sets him apart.
What sets him apart from all the rest,
that he’s always been the best.
Yes, there have been many tests
But we have also been blessed.
I may not carry a label that defines what I
am, but I’ll proudly hold his hand.
Some things, circumstances just can’t break.
Especially when talking about fate.
It’s all in patience and time,
which can be more than difficult,
but in the end, it always has the best results.
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