I know not of what the future holds,
I know not of the meaning of the past,
I only know of now,
But not of the journey ahead...
I know of what I feel in this moment,
And of what I will feel in the future,
To look at you as if you were a shooting star,
For only a moment I could catch your beautiful gaze with my eyes...
No single path is the same for everyone,
I am committed to paving our together,
I am committed to learning everything about you,
I am commited to you,
And to the possibility that we will end up as one.
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This poem carries the ache of devotion so gently, like holding a flame in cupped hands. The longing for her, the dream of being one, feels sacred and timeless. Whether she knows or not, your words make her real. And that's the power of poetry: to give form to hope Beautiful write.