The end is the future- a love poem
I wish for a day that you will find
a love for someone that mirrors mine
That you will witness your world dissolve
and see only them as they light your way through the fog
That day you will know what a blessing you were
how you turned my universe into a whirl-winded blur
Some days I may have laughed when others I cried
I wasn't expecting a cake walk, you didn't have to push me to try
but when your day is here and you see your king
The storm clouds will disperse and the rain soaked birds will all sing
You will feel all the things that I felt when you came
But I wish that when you do you don't lose them to a dynamic type game
Even now as I am left sitting here in your shadow
I am rooting for your triumph through your life, every battle
There is nothing I want more than for you to find peace
in your life, in your heart, and in your partner at least
Wherever you go and whoever you meet in this life
I will always be here wishing you all the best, all for you, for my once future wife.
a love for someone that mirrors mine
That you will witness your world dissolve
and see only them as they light your way through the fog
That day you will know what a blessing you were
how you turned my universe into a whirl-winded blur
Some days I may have laughed when others I cried
I wasn't expecting a cake walk, you didn't have to push me to try
but when your day is here and you see your king
The storm clouds will disperse and the rain soaked birds will all sing
You will feel all the things that I felt when you came
But I wish that when you do you don't lose them to a dynamic type game
Even now as I am left sitting here in your shadow
I am rooting for your triumph through your life, every battle
There is nothing I want more than for you to find peace
in your life, in your heart, and in your partner at least
Wherever you go and whoever you meet in this life
I will always be here wishing you all the best, all for you, for my once future wife.
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For my ex when I made her her favorite meal in the middle of the night last night feeling all sentimental after she excluded me from a meal she made at my house earlier that day.
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