All the words
All those empty lines
The stories of our life
Now only in my mind

Gentle hands
Fingers intertwined
The moments we would steal
Now surrendered to time

Our two hearts
Synced up every night
That connection, so rare
Was ours, just yours and mine

All those vows
All promises divine
Though fate brought this to us
Now meaning cannot find

All my dreams
All moments on the vine
Of love and loss and life
To anchor this emprise
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