Our love is like the golden sun
That warms the earth and makes it run
A precious gift that's always there
A shining light beyond compare
It's like a field of golden wheat
That rustles soft in summer's heat
A place of peace and quiet grace
Where hearts can find a sacred space
Our love is like a golden strand
That weaves its way through all the land
A tapestry of strength and power
That grows more vibrant every hour
It's not a love that fades with time
But one that sparkles and sublime
A love that's pure and strong and true
A love that shines so bright and new
Our love is like a golden key
That opens hearts and sets them free
A treasure that's beyond compare
A love that's always there to share
So let our love be like the gold
A beauty that can't be bought or sold
A love that's strong and bright and free
A love that's always meant to be.
About the Creator
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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