Restoration

Your bundle of joy I was, you were mine, The strength of our love knew no bounds, Limitless adventures were our portion, The taste of your lips, as divine as the softness of your touch, Making out with you, an adrenaline rush. Time has passed, that era has ended, Arguments have taken the place of conversation, We know each other's touch no more, Broken I make you without effort, To the point where you desire to sever our ties, But our destinies are tangled vines, An item we are destined to be. A period I'll dedicate to you, To make our weaknesses strengths, To make our understanding full, So our love can be restored to its glory