poem ❤️
we tied our knots in a stormy day had debates and disputes in absolute dismay ,
but as time ticked by , never did we say a permanent goodbye , all as we held on together , through the rainy , disastrous times , fought the evil in the battle line , with ur hands on mine , mine on urs , resting heads in fatigue , after the war , after we’d raised up the bar ,
dear , let’s head for the East , i bet we’ll see the light rays at very least , together we will stand at the very top, noone will be able to stop , as i know and believe that , our bond is not as fragile as a spinning top .









