He met her, she met him
They saw for the first time under the tree that blooms purple flowers
It was like fate strung them together

They became as peas in a pod,
That they shared all they ever did together
A bonded match it was
To all eyes and ears that saw and heard them,
were struck in awe of their bond

Everything was smooth, happy and blissful
she wished for it every day never ending
It was just like she had wished
To be loved unconditionally


© Bluebear