
The one that waits for me,
Is ahead on my path.
Her shadows long in the sun,
Or is it my shadow waiting for her?
Who ever it may be,
Our paths meet and are intertwined,
Destined to be together.
Her heart will be mine
And my heart will be hers.
Our destinies are wrought of the same material,
They meet and travel together,
Like two threads in a rope.
She waits for me,
And I wait for her.
She is the one that waits for me.
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