I love you.

I do.

At only our ages,
it seems impossible.
But we’ve beaten odds.
We’ve broken from cages,
we are fueled by nothing but the will of Gods.

Molded together in a twist of fate.
The others look at us with hate.
Maybe if I’d had a clean slate,
we wouldn’t be in our current state.

My heart is yours,
well, at least half.
The other?
Well…

You’d find me daft.

So, I’ll hold you close.
We’ll hide outside in our old shed,
and pretend the rest of the world is dead.

We’ll lay on the hill and talk about us,
our future,
our plans,
and I’ll smile.

because to me,

I’ll love you all the way across the world.

Yes,

every mile.