Eighteen Years

When we first got together, I found myself making rules for us,

upon which we both agreed.

When one or both of us crossed those lines, I was furious.

But one day when I broke a very minor promise,

With no disrespect toward you,

I realized that those thick triplines

Had faded into dazzling filaments under the sun.

At once, with great joy, I knew how much I had grown.

I trusted someone: You.

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