♥♥♥

It has already been depicted
With no harm inflicted
That man makes his own luck.

And with no hesitation
And no other consolation
You and I are forever stuck.

We may frame all memories
Forget all anxieties
Stray from a tedious flock

Regardless of our feathers
Skepticism we happily sever
This love won't be found under any rock

As we take flight over and over
Never caring if drunk or sober
Fate was never meant to be luck

Happy 3rd anniversary, my fellow lovebird. I am lifeless without your presence as we fly..

♥,