A Promise

I’d like to begin with a confession: I am not an expert in love.*
In fact I am not an expert on many things.
I can’t sing. I can’t dance. I struggle with rhyming.
But I am willing to try. To try my best. To give it my all.

When you look at our relationship. Look this love.
I am not afraid to be vulnerable or be open.
When you lose your faith or you feel broken.
I promise to stand by your side and no wander.

As negativity surrounds us and the world gets you down.
I promise to stand tall as a great red wood.
A remind of what you saw in me that was good.
Never will I be perfect. But as long as I live.
I will be here.


*The Mathematics of Love  Hannah Fry –  p. 1

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