One Day
One day…
We will have met; maybe young, maybe old
Maybe too much of either
And we will have had the adventures that not even Hollywood could tell
She will smile, she will laugh, she may cry, she may anger
But I? I will love her
One day…
She will be the girl that loves her boots
And will be picky about her heels
She will have beautiful legs but still choose to wear jeans
And will rock a skirt or a summer dress if she feels like so
One day…
She will have scars
Her body will be marked and so will her heart
But I will call them beauty marks
And I will kiss and love and nurture each of them for they tell her story and shaped the woman I love
One day…
She will understand how much I hate eating alone
And she will insist that regardless of the distance or circumstance, that I shall eat in company of her
She'll see me up on late nights and bit me well on early dawns and long days
And will miss me the second I leave only to shower me with affection upon my return
One day…
One and one made two and two made one
And then there were three and four, maybe five or six if that is life
She'll have a new title, she'll get used to MOM
And I will have become DAD
The sound of a million tiny steps followed by screaming and laughter will fill our house
And we will call it our home
One day…
The age at which we met will be younger than the years we've loved one another
And we will be grey and wrinkled but our hearts for one another could never be stronger
We'll sit at our porch and watch the sunset and reminisce all the adventures we had
And we'll give our dying breath to one another vowing nothing but sweet love
But everyday…
But every day I loved her and she loved me
I thanked God for smiling upon her and me
And I got her flowers and kissed her cheeks
But what she will have given me is so much more
Because when I gave her a house, she made me a home
And when I gave her love, she made me a family
When I gave her money, she made me rich
When I gave her time, she gave me life
And if I ever lost a battle, she won me the war
And one day… if it's God's will, may this forever be you and me
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