Faith

It’s no secret that I long for someone beside me when I wake.
And survival has given me many gifts; the most precious is my faith.
Not hope, because that’s a “maybe,” when faith is sure and true.
So my future may lie in another’s arms, but oh darling, how I’ve loved you.

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