Number of reasons, why life is worth living
So many moments, that are worth reliving
It's the laughter, the love, and the peace we find
A connection to a world, that's always on our mind
It's the memories, the hopes, and the dreams we share
The people we meet, and the moments we care
For in its value, we find a sense of self-worth
And a connection to a world, that's always of great worth
Number of reasons, why we keep moving forward
So many chances, that are worth exploring
For in its journey, we find a sense of growth
And a connection to a world, that's always so rich in both
Oh Number of reasons, why life is so full of grace
A symbol of a world, that's always in embrace
For in its beauty, we find a path to happiness
And a connection to life, that's full of pure bliss.
About the Creator
The Symphony of Love
One evening, as they strolled hand in hand beneath the starlit sky, Ethan paused beside a gleaming storefront adorned with dazzling jewelry. His eyes alighted upon a breathtaking set of ornaments – a necklace, earrings, and bracelet – each adorned with intricately carved silver vines and sparkling diamonds that seemed to capture the very essence of Sophia's beauty.
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Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
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