This love will never be in vain,
even if you never know
that I loved you, deeply,
from the day I lost you.
As if it were the first day.
As if your arms still held me close,
and I was home.
I just want to live to love you.
In forty years, I still will.
I’ll die knowing that even in my dreams,
you are the keeper of my heart..
Eternally.
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 6:46 AM UTC
This love will never be in vain,
even if you never know
that I loved you, deeply,
from the day I lost you.
As if it were the first day.
As if your arms still held me close,
and I was home.
I just want to live to love you.
In forty years, I still will.
I’ll die knowing that even in my dreams,
you are the keeper of my heart..
Eternally.
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