Yes! our promises; a happier tomorrow
But our presents; a beautified sorrow
Love: the reason we came to be
Tough: the struggle to be
Is love to promise joy and cause pain?
Can one survive the inevitable and remain sane?
Baby, our tomorrow is now
Let's make it as happy as we can
I know we are not perfect
So let's treat eachother's weakness with love, respect.
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