Everyone’s heart beat has its own rhythm and pace; I’ve come to believe that mine beats at the same pace as my significant other but tells its own story. It’s been said that god controls the beat of our hearts, if so it is he that holds the key to my heart and knows its functions as if it has its own personality. When he’s in the mist of his happiness my heart beats for joy and not redemption. When everything seems to be dark and worthless my heart skips a few beats and shows where things have been lost, and it’s up to me to put the pieces back to the way they were originally formed. My heart beats according to our love and not out willingness. When our love dies I will also parish not physically but emotionally, and all things that seemed to matter won’t have a purpose without him to mend them into place. Hoping that our love will stay strong for eternity knowing by his faith hoping he will not go a stray and leave me in this world scared and alone.
”Where ever your heart is, that is where you’ll find your treasure.” If so then he’s my treasure of love and wealth through the beat of his heart and its golden mentality. For love is the most charishabel moment in ones life, not just any kind of love but a unconditional love that never fades as the seasons pass and the leafs fall. Every relationship isn’t perfect the way you go about it, the ups and downs with one foot in and the other foot out all depends on how hard you will work to make things right. We stick to a promise never made, the promise of everlasting love. He changed the path of my heart beat, not saying that all change is good but this in particular change helps us see our love and have a better understanding of what were up against. We experience a lot of challenges through out life but ones biggest challenge is taking on someone else’s pain and calling it your own just to stand up to the satisfaction of the love you claim. “We make promises we know we know we can not keep, ones that start with always and end with forever. We attempt the impossible and fail miserably,” The only way to make that statement true is to take the love that you have for granted and not for comfort to the soul. My heart beats for him from finish to start, wanting this love to last for ever till death do us part.

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