The Best Is Yet To Come

Sometimes life is revealing.

The future locked behind a door.

Won’t you walk it with me.

Assurance. The best is yet to come.

When the day gives in to night fall

we aim our sights up to the stars.

Nothing holds us from our testimony.

We avow to withstand it all.

Essential adoration.

Every day

a treasure first revealed.

Show me your excitement.

My contessa

this is our fairy tale.

When we stray we’re never finished

because our story ends up fine.

I’ll meet you in the hall of mirrors

always knowing that you’re mine.

Heartbeats accelerating.

Never lost without a sense of time.

Won’t you live it with me.

Confidence. The best is yet to come.

When we stray we’re never finished

because our story ends up fine.

I’ll meet you in the hall of mirrors

always knowing that you’re mine.

This was written on 8/22/14. Melody borrowed from Leave This All Behind by Assemblage 23. Photo is mine.

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