This I believe

This I believe is true,
  this love of ours.

This I believe is real,
  the way our hearts fought for each other.

This i believe is lasting,
  your hand in mine.

This I believe is ​cherishable, 
  the first time I knew I loved you. 

This is why I believe I am better,
  your voice.

This is why believe I am happy,
  the love I feel when I am around you.

This is why I believe, you have made me new,
  the feeling in my brain

This I know is passion,
  how we talk to each other.

This I know is ment to be,
  Mrs. and Mrs.

This I know is love,
  it is written in our bones.

This is us.


 

Emily Van Dyke

VT

YWP Alumni

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