We made a deal.
The deal was that we would love each other forever.
That our love would never fade. Because it couldn't.
It didn't have a way.
The deal was that together we could conquer anything.
And that we would welcome every day as something new.
Because with you, it was.
The deal was that we would always climb together and if we fall or if we fail, we'd fail together
...if fate wanted it that way
And we'd pull each other up, regardless
And if we had to, we would dig tunnels to get some place
But we will dig them together
We promised each other devotion.
We promised one another the light that shines through us each day
We had a deal
We promised each other the deal will never be broken
By human emotion or the whims of time
And we promised each other that we'd never stop to care.
Life has no right to interfere.
But in the end, it did.
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Rene Volpi
I'm from Italy and write every day. Being a storyteller by nature, I've entertained (and annoyed) people with my "expositions" since I was a child, showing everyone my primitive drawings, doodles, and poems. Still do! Leave me a comment :)
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