Sneak Peek:

EIGHT YEARS

It's been eight years, where leaves waltz through seasons' rhyme

Yet I stand, a sentinel, yearning for you to claim me as thine.

In the symphony of time, a mosaic of joy and pain unfurls

I linger, unyielding, for your love to weave through life's whirls.

Eight revolutions, where scars tell tales of storms we've known

Yet here I am, an alchemist, waiting for love's seeds to be sown.

The tears, once torrents, now carve paths to heal my soul

Eight years, an odyssey aging me like centuries, yet making me whole.

As tears dry and heartbreak's echoes fade in time's embrace

I find solace in believing that our gaze will meet, an eternal grace.

Eight years, a span that feels like a millennium's mold

But within beats a heart insisting, unyielding, waiting ‘til stories are told.

In the weave of waiting, where seconds echo tales untold

I know, deep within, I'll linger, even beyond the cold, ‘til the universe unfolds.

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