by T. P. Lentz

Created on: November 11, 2007   Last Updated: November 12, 2007

I see your sadness, the pain you feel;
I know you're hurting. Your hurt is real.
And I hear the tears your voice can't hide,
I know you're aching deep inside.

But, mine has been no bed of roses.
I've regretted some things I've chosen.
I've wasted far too many years
running away from long lost fears.

Yet, here we are, on this new path,
side-by-side, not walking too fast.
I know that this is what we choose,
and, all of me is all for you.

So stay with me and never go.
The rains that came will help us grow.
And soon, you'll see, our destiny.
Let all of you be all of me.

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