It wouldn’t be easy.
A miriad of hidden fears.
Waiting for us in the shadows
But we sowed our seeds of love to grow.
And thrive.
So that we should grow.
And thrive.
Together.
In love.
Alas.
The darkness prevailed.
Fumbling, the fears reigned supreme.
Pulling, manipulating, lying.
Unhindered.
Triumphant.
But I accept not their victory.
For I will thrive.
For I will grow.
For I have your heart in mine.