6 August 2012

A love so true yet I doubted,

We argued, we fought, we shouted.

The stresses of new pressures,

That come with living together.

I derailed, thought we'd failed,

Lost ourselves and flailed.

Slowly but surely like a phoenix from ash,

We burned and we burned until we got ourselves back.

With ourselves came that sense of new love,

You fitting me once more like a glove.

We've come through it stronger together,

We made it along.

And I love you now more than ever.

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