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Your eyes shine in a way I can't define;
They seem black holes that vacuum up my soul.
I'm far too happy that you're finally mine:
I can't believe I reached that distant goal.
Yet as I ponder this, I realize
That our close love was never a surprise,
But rather a necessity, to me;
Without that love, my current self would not
Be who I am; I cannot comprehend
How I could be without it, and be me.
This does not mean that, had I never got
Your love, I'd be destroyed, or I would end,
But rather that I know your love is mine
And so I have passed past the time to pine.