six months

six months

six months passed; we're only growing.
nothing in this world is slowing
us down; we're reaching peaks.
two days plus twenty-six weeks.

with each day and every night,
passing by, i hold you tight,
never letting go, no way.
i will marry you one day.

©LukaKorba

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