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A Journey of Togetherness and Growth |
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I used to wander alone in the midst of the crowd until I met you. You made my
journey no longer lonely, sharing with me every bit of my life, accompanying me
in experiencing growth.
I spread love across the sky, so that when you feel uneasy, you can look up and
see it. I ignite my heart into a flame, providing warmth for you to sleep
peacefully, conquering your fear of darkness. I know that time is like snow,
sometimes covering everything, but our love is like the resilient green leaves
that will rebirth. Your sensitivity and vulnerability, which you once had, lie
in my chest, where words are unnecessary. I understand and soothe your
occasional stubbornness and impulsiveness, holding you tightly with warmth. I
can feel your temperature, and your smile is reflected in my eyes. My heart is
filled with stories of you. When being by your side becomes my conviction, all
the hardships I endure will pave the way for your happiness. The contours of
your smiling lips are the sweetest candies. As long as your satisfaction brings
that smile, what does hardship even mean?
You are like the left half of my wings. Without you, I would become a fallen
angel unable to fly. Without you, I would realize that I have grown accustomed
to having you around, the bittersweet longing and complaints. I miss our
arguments; in my heart, you are my strongest support. You are the left half of
my wings, and no matter how vast or distant the sky is, I dare to venture with
you by my side. Without you, I would rather not soar. Without you, leaving
behind such an incomplete version of myself would be meaningless. I want to sit
with you until the end of the century, watching the sunset every day. It is with
you that my world is no longer lonely. You are so wonderful that I will pray for
a lifetime, as long as my heart is still beating, I will continue to make you
laugh and hold your hand as we grow old together.
The vast expanse of stars is incredibly beautiful, but without you, everything
seems lifeless and dull. Our two hearts are constantly connected by an
unbreakable bond, holding hands until we grow old, always giving me the best
gift: you. |
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