Two Years
Two years came and went,
Two years together well spent.
To think of all the time we shared,
Sharing the love we fared.
There’s not a me without you I know,
Not since those years ago.
We may have never been perfect,
But those two years were worth it.
I guess the question still remains,
Is this a hurting I can contain?
The time crawls ever so slowly,
Hard to believe we aren’t so wholly.
Whatever tomorrow may hold,
I pray you stay bold.
When it’s all said and done,
I hope you’ll see the rising sun.
Two years etched in history,
Tomorrow still a mystery.
In any story you choose to tell,
Please just remember me well.
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