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There is no easy path in true love
Sometimes even the best you can do isn't enough. Sometimes the landing is clear and sometimes its rough. You'll want too give up. But when you look in his eyes What do you see there? Sometimes its not always whats fair Giving and taking and sometimes giving more I've been through this very thing before Biting my tongue, chewing my lips just so I don't get too pissed too shout words I don't really mean Sometimes you just have too leave. But when I come back we sit and discuss what bothered us and how we can fix it and such. And that is the moment I look into his eyes And realize. This is why I stick around and don't leave because I sincerely believe We will be old, gray-haired and skin so rough And still be forever completely and utterly in love.
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