“Forever and always”
Was the promise never made;
It was lost somewhere in rage and fear,
Where everything that should be dear
Is allowed to be waylaid,
Hoping to prove that maybe love
Is not just another form of trade.
Unconditional
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Writer In Retrospect 
For many people it is. For the lucky few it’s reality.
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Lucky indeed! So often it feels as if it’s confined to only fairytales…
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