phoebe reasoned.

Mar 23, 2007 14:34

i'm 10. i give you a rock on your birthday.
and you give me a chubby-faced smile.
and i fall for you.
i'm 19. your hair falls to your shoulders.
and your kisses to my lips.
and you own me.
i'm 27. i come home to you ever nite.
and you hold my work-weakened body.
and you share warmth next to me, in an otherwise cold bed.
i'm 35. our children grow.
and our love always stays the same.
and even still you make me more promises that only you can keep.
...i'm older still.
and forever with you
we die without dying.
i'm immortal. my entirity is ageless.
and bound to you forever.
we were always bestfriends and lovers since long before we met.
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