To have lasted the years and the tendons still stay strong,
Not even the feeling of swaying or thinking otherwise,
To find such a thing and have to wait on it,
Might it incur patience,
Or might it consume the mind and the heart,
To the point to where it seems that you can wait no more,
Is it just by chance that you continuously feel this way,
With bold actions and those subtle words that seem to hold true,
For some love is blind at first until realized,
The bold that seems to tie itself into the lives of those caught up,
To the love that seems to be unbreakable,
Shall it last and grow forevermore
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