Never thought I would be
One half of something so wonderful
Something so solidly confusing
Yet so simple beyond belief
Something that in reality
I cannot be a half of
Because there is no whole
But I am not scared
I am not wavering in my happiness
Because what we have is golden
Golden as the sun is bright
Even if sometimes it is hidden
With the clouds filled with rain
I say bring it on
Bring on the rain
I will watch every drop fall
From beneath our umbrella
Hands held close
Fingers entwined
Waiting for a break in the cloud cover
I can see the sun peaking through
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