Sooner than before.
Going out of my mind
trying to persuade time
to go faster than before.
In the distant lives we live now
I feel impatient somehow,
a feeling I no longer ignore.
Too little, too late
I still have to wait,
because love makes you reach for more.
Though difficult for sure
that love remains pure,
and content because it’s you I adore.
Onward I’ll go
knowing together we’ll grow,
and prepare for what lies in store.
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