He Is Mine

He is a battle in my chest,

A battle calling to me forever. 

He has loved me from the beginning,

From the time I said a first word to him. 

I had not realized in that moment...

But every new day with him is like a light butterfly wing in the sky. 

He is my mess,

He is my crazy,

He is my love,

My life...

And I would not ask for anyone better. 

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