I read now what horrid words I wrote,
And see what shock brings.
Those words were not to you, but to life.
They may sound harsh or even angered,
But I feel something in all of this
Has brought us closer,
For when I say. “I love you,”
I mean it more than I ever have.
It is behind us, my love.
My explanation?
As a gifted writer once wrote,
“No disaster could scare me from you.”
And see what shock brings.
Those words were not to you, but to life.
They may sound harsh or even angered,
But I feel something in all of this
Has brought us closer,
For when I say. “I love you,”
I mean it more than I ever have.
It is behind us, my love.
My explanation?
As a gifted writer once wrote,
“No disaster could scare me from you.”
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