We've been through a lot,
You and I.
Someone to listen, was what was sought.
.
Someone to hear us, and help
You and I.
To aid us when we hurt and yelp.
.
We've hide it well,
You and I.
We hid the pain we dared not tell.
.
But in the end, we did tell,
You and I.
We told eachother, and all went well.
.
We helped eachother,
You and I.
We cared more than anyone would bother.
.
We were strong,
You and I.
When we were together, nothing seemed wrong.
.
You promised us a Someday
For You and I,
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
.
Because You and I
Were meant to be,
Til the end of time.
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Clouds of Thought
PoetryPoetry is beautiful. Poetry isn't always clear. Poetry can be dark, or light, depending how you feel. Poetry derives from people's innermost thoughts and feelings, formed when one is Lost in the Clouds of Thought. Spiritual ~ #37 Poetry ~ #112
