I see us strolling along fate's street,
Walking in harmony's glass slippers.
We're never about how good we fit;
We're our finders. We're our keepers.

Neither faith nor chance, all we have;
Is our rare complex; Our crazy love.

Our love at first sight was too blind-
To see how you and I could really be.
Sight or not, you're ever on my mind.
My shut eyes can still see you vividly.

It was your body before your heart;
I loved 'what' you were; what I saw.
But thinking back to our crazy start-
I don't see how I could not see it all.

You've got that rare, funny laughter;
The one that somehow kinda echoes.
I cannot see our happily ever after,-
Cuz our love's book can't ever close.

You did not steal my heart complete.
You made your hands its safest place.
Loosing my guard was never defeat,
It was the start of a worthwhile race.


With us, rather than bliss, I boast of-
Our unique complex; Our crazy love. You're

literally a world away from me-
In a much more metaphorical sense.
But that only hurts when I miss you;
Namely, upon each proof of existence.

Our love is against odds? That's odd!
We are not victims of circumstance.
Not close to a goddess and a god,-
We just fight hard for every chance.

Its funny the things we do together.
But its funnier cuz we know not why.
This is quite far, but we'll go further,
Cuz 'enough' is extinct to you and I.

A steady pace, not in the human race;
This is more like our love marathon.
Had we been features on earth's face-
We'd be the reason it'd not be common.

We may last forever, maybe beyond it,
And make it wish it would last as long.
But, if we should end 'fore we re-meet,
Know that our love was never wrong.


We've found a fit tighter than a glove-
In Our unique complex; Our crazy love.

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