I wonder who I will become tomorrow.
Will I know those little things I don't now know?
Like to be able to say a word or two to you everyday.
Words telling you how sexy and lovely you and your eyes look.
That, it was the proem of you and I.
I wonder if I will still be writing these type of verses,
Verses of how we fought life together just to keep love between us.
I wonder how tomorrow would look like.
Will it be beautiful?
Will I still have you in my life?
Will I be big?
Will I still be that guy you love?
Will you still be singing those songs of where we belong?
I wonder what you are thinking of as you read this.
Are you glad?
Or this is all shit am writing?
But when tomorrow comes my way..,
I pray you will still be here in love to stay.
I wish you will feel adored..., and
All the time, I hope you won't be bored.
Coz I ll know all those little good things there is to say..,
Like...,
Baby, you are my pillar when all is empty and dark.
Your tender pretty face has never ceased to glow my path with your ever glowing smiles.
I don't care where I have to go,
I just know
You are my earth
You are my rain.., my Sunshine...,
And it's been wonderful having you around this long.
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