A Japanese couple holding hands on the beach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Our love didn’t fall from the sky and land in our lap.
It’s the kind of love that lasts a lifetime.
It’s not conventionally pretty or beautiful.
It’s scarred up- lumpy, bumpy and bruised.
It’s got laugh lines, wrinkles and grey hairs.
We had to fight for it, with it, and sometimes against it.
It hasn’t always been easy to live with, or seemed worth the pain to keep it.
But it’s ours,
and I think it’s perfect.
aint that the truth. After 15 years together I’m proud of every line and wrinkle too
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🙂 give it ‘character’, lol… like those ‘interesting faces’ your Mr talks about drawing, LOL!
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yeah except mine. He won’t draw mine because he says it’s too crap lol so I take it I’m not his muse then? lol
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LOL!
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Dear KraftedKhaos
So beautifully said, and oh so true.
Anastasia
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Thank you, I wrote it for my better half 🙂
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😊
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