I forget everything I should remember -
I do nothing that I should.
But I'll never complain about it, my love,
For I'm doing exactly what I should.
The future is uncertain; it's out of our hands.
But it was God who brought us together,
And only God who can separate us.
Through Him our love will be forever.
© Elizabeth White, 2008
Of Goths and Aging
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