Time flies faster than you think. Life times are lived in an eyes blink. Loves are found only to be lost and found again and again. To become unappreciated by the contestants both women and men. Eventually the honeymoon stage is over. the real you is all you show. This is when your relationships take the test... will yours fail? Or does it pass. Most of Those that fall short regrettably end in heartbreak. Love is found to be lust. Lust hears its call. Taking its leave it was never love at all. Leaving its contestants scared and filled with hate. Fearing love not wanting to repeat the horrible fate. For those of us who pass wonderous things in your lives shall amass. Unending days of having fun on a beach under the setting sun. Waking in the morning next to your love. That Can only be beat by the night before where you held each other snug falling asleep after making love. Growing old together is a dying goal. But it's one goal I will do with the mate to my soul.
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