In the quiet of what is left of us
Will you still care for us?
Will you imagine dragons to beat them
for me?

When we’re not at the best of us
Will you run away from the ugly us
Will you run and run until you’re finally

In the years that come for us
Will you grow us? Will you bear with us?
Will our hearts ebb; flow; to the music of the same

Love, there’s only the two of us
I chose this you. I chose this us.
I’ll fight for you if
You will fight
For me.

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