Thursday, 15 November 2012

Ours

I gave you what was mine to give. Not the first time and not even the second time. I gave you what was mine to give at the perfect time - the time we were both ready for it.

You gave me yours, long since broken - every piece, put together again by glue. You gave me what was yours to give.

The mind doubts and second guesses, but with you there is only certainty.

I gave you my heart and you gave me your heart.

It will be you and I against the world.

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