for the better i think.
the weather's cold, but our hearts have grown warmer.
life has slowed down as the temperature's dropped,
and i can now see the small things as they pass.
so beautiful, these small quiet moments,
together, apart, physically, it's the same.
she's in my heart.
i lie awake in hers.
i hope that never changes.
it's those nights that i live for
long talks on the pier,
losing ourselves in reflections.
i love her.
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