Words might not sooth you,
Time might not heal you.
If roads has to be measured
By little bumps that surfaced,
No road is great - And
No travel is a feat.
Life will move on,
Time will move on,
Its the choices we make,
Will fill the memoirs of our trail.
Its the options we choose,
Will bill the minutes of our sail.
No matter what we choose,
One thing will remain the same,
You are mine and I am yours,
Life will take us through
Fens and hills - And
storms and thunder.
I will love you more
With each adventure.
I will love you more
With each twist and turn.
I will love you all the more
For time eternal.
Love you loads.
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