End love stories

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A poem about my girlfriend who has been there for me through thick and thin and who I wouldn't trade for the world


I look into your eyes and can see that you were made for me.

You outstretched your hand and said with a smirk, "Come with me, let's run to the end of the world"

So our hands met and run we did,

We saw the mountains of Japan, The colors of India,

Tasted the food of Italy, Admired the sights in Greece.

We returned back home, Happy and Content.

I looked into your soul and saw you would be my wife.

You outstretched your hand, with a twinkle in your eye and said, "Come with me, let's run to the end of time."

So our hands met and run we did,

Together we saw a dash of white, We heard a baby cry,

Wrinkles grew upon our face, But neither of us mind,

For together we grew old,

Hand in Hand,

Just where I want to be,

For I looked into your eyes and saw you were meant for me.

Now we spent our days together,

Quiet and retired,

Rocking chairs creaking slowly,

Hummingbirds zooming by.

I looked into your eyes once more and saw a glimpse of our past.

The years we spent together,

How the time has elapsed.

But I knew I made the right choice,

You were the only one for me,

And one final time you outstretched your hand and looked into my soul and said, "Come with me, let's run to the end, for as long as I'm with you I know I will be happy and content, for you were built for me the way I was built for you."

So I carefully stood up,

Bones creaking and complaining at the sudden stirring,

And I took your hand in mine,

And there we danced our final dance,

Reminiscent of younger days.

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