So honorable.

If he was hurt I'd try my best to heal him. Hours, days, minutes with him. I'm only for him. Brown eyes of his locked in my very own pupils. Trapped in the depth of another soul just like mine. Craziness in the humor that surrounds our laughter. I can feel it, I know it he's my happily ever after. Time? What is time? I can't feel it in his presence. He's not a random he's filled with life lessons never taught and a bond that can't be bought. I know he can feel me like through my aura. He knows when I'm not okay and now I'm vulnerable what have I done to earn a man so honorable.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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