Storms and Love

I watch as we grow up;
as we change from who we are,
into who we will be.
I dream that we may be forever.
I pray that this dream
will be realized.
I love you,
just as I always have,
and always will.
When the storms come,
I’m not going to run.
Will you?
When you are the storm,
I’ll hold fast.
Will you do the same for me?
We’re still young-
we have our lives ahead of us,
but I want you to be my constant-
my friend, my lover, my own.
Will you accept?
Can you be patient,
as I learn to do the same for you?

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