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To my Vivah....

Hello Vivah.....

#ART... I am as humble as "I don't know how, or even why" and i am as boastful as "I love you." Each day my heart beats doesn't just mean I am alive, it's hope, it's truth. You're my heart; my hope, my truth... Mine

Remember beyond words?  It won't fade... I think of you all the time and I cant stop, I miss you so much and it's deep, the times you're not by my side.

Always remember, trust me but not for today. Trust me because we have a long way to go, because people will come, times will come, the world might not even agree to accept us. Trust me for tomorrow so you wont break when things seem to look down and unpromising, so I wont break when it feels like I'm not doing enough... A love above doubts, a love without bias, a love without a price tag, because my queen is without a price tag. We'll win against the world if they see it as a battle, just stay...

Don't change with the tides because this love is our gentle waters... Don't grow without me or grow beyond me coz time will surely pass. Don't start to doubt me because times make things look down. Don't run too fast because you begin to feel I'm not running fast enough, don't get carried away and leave me behind watching and waiting. I might be hard-hearted but the truth is I am still a human being. 

Remember the first promise, that you will be a better person, that you will help me make you into a queen from a princess...

I trust you... Not to allow pride damage you; not to move faster than your feet can carry you so they don't start to hurt when the road gets too rough; not to be among the crowd that resolve to giving in to fate, fate that explains that human beings only hurt us and have no other purpose, so we have to hurt them... 

To my Vivah, be good, be sweet, be prosperous, be mine... Did you get tired of saying I love you? I love you sweets. Remember tomorrow everytime you think of us, it's already here... Keep holding on.


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