This man I once met stays by my side through the wrecks.
He lifts me like I'm weightless.
Kisses me with conviction.
It's been a few years and I want to clear be, perfection isn't near.
I'm a ***** and he's child.
Together we make minor issues colossal.
I've wanted to explore since the beginning.
He won't grow up by the time I'm leaving.
He will always be in my heart.
Will he stay by my side despite the ride?