to live and die by a lovers side
to be kept like an oath
if broken, uncap my cyanide
to have a never faltering faith for honesty
when staring back into one anothers eyes
to worship and to keep
like a lords prayer each night
to make promises in our sleep
and wake up to breathe
brand new life into dark skies
to say “i do“ everyday
in all the little ways
to hold a hand that never shakes
to never fear who may stray
to kiss lips that never tell a lie
to share love in such a way
could even have been yours and mine.
if we hadn’t ruined it all
before it had its time in the sunlight.
and i don’t know why i bought that second hand wedding band
knowing i’ll never be able to give it to any man
-g.m.t.
About the Creator
g.m.t
bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
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