An Honest LoveA Poem by Justin AugustToo many stories, I feel, end in pure bliss. I can't offer pure bliss, but here's what I can offer.
I wish I could tell you that there would never be a concern
about money, And we would never have to discern what to buy now or later, because money would be no issue. But I can't. I wish I could tell you that we would never know sadness, and everything we say would give the other happiness, like never known before that day, and there would never be need for a single tissue. But I can't. I wish I could tell you that I would never, even once, make you upset, that I would never say the wrong thing, and our vignette would read "No one ever heard them disagree". But I can't. I wish I could tell you that every day that I lived, my heart from you, my dear, would never grow apart, and my love for you would be pure like a cherry blossom fresh bloomed on the tree. And I can.
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