"We will grow old together" we say,
never looking past the day after next.
Our souls so content to be full,
We grin like children who know no better.
We make plans without haste, thinking of the future.
Sculpt a life, with fresh hearts.
Molding homes and picket fences in our minds.
Before this nothings felt so real.
We can't imagine ever being apart.
The warmth of our embrace sounds so inviting,
"I want you in my arms" we elate from our hearts.
