Always (Author Unknown)

This isn’t sometime, this is always. This isn’t maybe This is always. The real beginning of forever. This isn’t just midsummer madness, a passing glow, a moment’s gladness, this is love. I knew it on the night we met, you tied a string around my heart, so how could I forget you? With every kiss I know that this is Always.

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