My husband ❤️ 💜

The darkness were largely sprinkled
the smiles were lost and swindled....
When I had  had enough of 
endless nights looming large...
don't remember did you enter or just barge.....
I bade farewell to all my pain...

Unfolded in many ways and each one is sooo beautiful....
Incomplete and broken me suddenly became too full.... 
The magic sweeped me from the ground...
You held my hand and I became unbound.....
My existence soldered with you.....
The same me but thoroughly new.....

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