All my life, I wanted to belong with someone
Wanted someone’s hand to hold
Have someone beside me, on the journey that is life
And with you, I find that I truly belong
For the first time, I no longer feel like an aimless wanderer
No more blank canvases, no more empty gazing with a heavy heart
No more dead ends and dark corners to hide my tears and fears
You’re here, for good, and as you hold my hand through it all
There is going to be no more looking back at what was, and what has been
I belong with you now, and always will belong by your side

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