My love love love
Sweet love ..
Sweet as my seventeenth.. with you i grew
You..my love grew With you
My love my love
In this swinging chair my love
We grew old.. our love grew old ..my love
Our hair turned gray within time that past like
Tick tock tick tock
My love my love
Skin paled..height shrunk..face crinkled
Still holding your weak hands only yours my love
Shining no longer from beauty but words my love..faded beauty that vanished with age but yet i still shine with you my love for you i kept my bright spark...not just from beauty but from growth power and youth..
Youth that passed and could never last like
Tick tock tick tock
My love my love my love
Buried with you ..i will be..i hope
Like our memories that could never last..that died with tick tock tick tock
Been remembered and yet still alive in the back of our heads ..take another glass my love ..water me more and more my love
Promise me this my love
That this is us after years and years
never and ever letting the
Tick tock tick tock burry our love our great love that grew old in our heart when we are nothing but aching souls my love ..
And here giving you my last breath to let you stay here..watching us..
remembering us ..my love
Our love that grew old with us.
- Author: MrsD (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 26th, 2024 00:49
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
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