I won't promise every day is light,
Or that we won't argue late at night.
I can't say I'll always know what's wrong,
But I'll be here, and I'll stay strong.
I might forget the words you need,
Or fall too short when hearts should lead.
I won't always get the timing right—
But I'll keep trying, with all my might.
I may not be a perfect man,
But I'll hold your hand when no one can.
Through storms and silence, fear and doubt,
I'll show you what love's truly about.
Don't expect a flawless me,
Just someone who fights endlessly.
I'll rise each time, no matter why—
Not with promises,
But with the will to try.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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