I find myself too often
complaining on the daily
about the broken world in which we live
where violence is easy
The other day I caught myself
in a moment of being happy
feeling lucky about
being able to trust again
I find freedom in reliance
in the mutual agreement
to cherish someone to the fullest
I found our sacred place
The string that connects us
even over distance
the ease in which it all fell into place
was honestly magnificent
Sometimes it hurts when I can't describe
how vast my love for you really is
so deep and sweet and beautifully natural
like dark chocolate and violins
I'm discovering myself
while talking to you every day
but as I start to feel brand new
stretching and fluttering my wings
I keep hitting that crash landing
These are my dreams
You are making them come true
and sometimes I still can't believe
that I am one for you too
May 27, 2022
May 27, 2022 at 4:16 PM UTC
I find myself too often
complaining on the daily
about the broken world in which we live
where violence is easy
The other day I caught myself
in a moment of being happy
feeling lucky about
being able to trust again
I find freedom in reliance
in the mutual agreement
to cherish someone to the fullest
I found our sacred place
The string that connects us
even over distance
the ease in which it all fell into place
was honestly magnificent
Sometimes it hurts when I can't describe
how vast my love for you really is
so deep and sweet and beautifully natural
like dark chocolate and violins
I'm discovering myself
while talking to you every day
but as I start to feel brand new
stretching and fluttering my wings
I keep hitting that crash landing
These are my dreams
You are making them come true
and sometimes I still can't believe
that I am one for you too
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