I often used to ask myself,

How does one love without bearing in mind: time?
How does one not break as it passes?
How does one dismiss the cruelty that is time.
My heart used to be in constant dismay,
But All that went away,
As soon as I met Arya; The Exalted, The Great.
The Heavens uttered and the Universe Spoke,
"Love can last forever if one does not haste."
Now my soul truly lives
And my lungs truly breathe.
My heart truly loves,
And the delusion of time fools me no more,
My love has become immortal,
Like God Himself,
Ever living, Never Dying.


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