Sitting at the aisle
Is my soul
Waiting for her mate….
Sitting at the aisle
Is my soul
Waiting for her mate….
I wanted to be your rain
As you are my sunshine
So we could make rainbows
I wanted to be the rock for you to lean on
In your times of smiles and tears
But little did I know, it’s use to crush my vows
I wanted to be your last if not only
The beyond perfection feeling I crave
Let me be the missing puzzle piece of you
Now I wish to be the breath
That inhabits you for a flick
The unnoticed but the neccesity
You are my forever
No end no begining
Always the centre of my eternity
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