In English they say...
In English they say, I want to spend my life with you, but in poetry we say...
I do not promise you a life without rain
I cannot promise you a heart untouched by pain
I cannot promise every road will be bright
Or every chapter filled with light
But if winter arrives and the cold winds blow
Let my hand be the place your tired fingers know
But if the darkness comes and the stars disappear
Let my voice be the one to remind you that I'm here
If the world feels heavy, and your heart feels weak
Let my shoulder be the comfort that you seek
If storms surround us and skies turn gray
Let my love be the shelter that guides your way
I cannot promise a perfect life or a flawless tomorrow
But I can stand with you in joy and sorrow
Through every season through every scar
I will find you no matter how near or far
Because love is not choosing you when the skies are blue, it is holding your hand when the storms come through
And as long as my heart remembers how to beat, I will choose you again and again in every life we meet
I miss you darling. I'm here wen your ready