The Curtain That Never Closes

A large room filled with lots of books | Photo by Antony Henao on Unsplash

There will always be a place where I can find you, even if it is only a name that has turned into a white rose. I find you in every beautiful plan I make. Your name lives on there, forever.

I love you like a war that never ends. I have no intention of retreating, not even a little, because there is only victory, or dying in your arms. I have never minded how long I must wait. As long as it's you, it's okay.

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