True Love

Nine years now passed since twenty three and what does true love mean to me? for some too much a fantasy decorated dreams of eternal glee all life's joys without a fee this can't be reality, for we all must change inevitably some of us too blind to see synergy drifting off to sea and suffer for eternity if both try hard, you'll change together morphing one another for the better enduring all of lifes endeavors sunny days and nasty weather to me, ultimately, love is a verb. you only get what you deserve. for, nothing great comes scott-free if you don't put forth laboriously. for some, it's not their destiny while some grow to be an inseparable sea together for eternity. and that's what true love means to me.