Tell me about our house
The children we will have
The things we will build
The life we will live
And when you leave me
I will sit on the front porch
You made for me and you
And the dream will be enough
Even for a little while
Until my heart
Can accept that I have lost you
And this dream
Can never be real
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PoesieMoving forward isn't easy. I've found myself in life's waiting room. Some days I feel like I'm doing great and other days I feel like I'm waiting for life to begin. Nobody tells you how to be an adult. There is no guide book to falling in love. Al...
