Often we fight,
we disagree.
Often one cries,
until one says "sorry".
Often we're yin and yang,
see things in different views.
Yet at the end of the day,
we stick like glue.
You mean the world to me.
From your small smiles,
to your sweet goodnight.
Small things like that,
makes everything alright.
You remain to be
on my biggest inspiration.
I promise to be there for you,
In every good and bad situation.
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'𝗠𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀'
Poesia-𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 ------------------------ be warned that this story is written by a 14 y...
