Growing Grey
Although we may have fights, no matter of what we say, I know that you still love me, at the ending of each day, even when you are mad at me, I know that we're okay, life is tough, and I'm glad that it's with you, I'll be old and gray, but promise me, love of my life, that as we grow gray, that youll still love me just as you do on this very day.
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