You
Ive spent my life just living,
never caring,
never sharing,
never giving...
We met, my mind was clear and willing,
to grow and develop beside you.
Adult was such a foreign word,
assumed I would never concern,
with all that it means to be my fears,
until I met the one.
We grew as roots, deep and hard,
and blind and careless as can be,
but slowly... and surely,
we developed into the souls we need to be.
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