Cupid aimed, who was I to defy fate?
The arrow hit, and love was all around.
With the loathing and sorrow now gone,
It is only you and I.
This is no coincidence.
You are the moon in the night sky;
My light in the dark;
My prize worth fighting for.
I walked my path and fell in your arms,
A love so unique and distinct.
When broken, you are my remedy,
My hidden sanctuary.
I made my choice,
And I chose you. I will continue choosing you.
I can't let you go,
My hidden sanctuary.
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SCINTILLA ¦ poems and more.
SonstigesSCINTILLA n. a tiny trace or spark of a specified quality or feeling. poems, short stories and pieces of writing from the bottom of my heart. [ mixed languages ] chapters will be in either filipino or english updates; whenever i feel like it
