Every time I look into your eyes,
I see my future.
I see you,
and me.
It is our wedding day.
I picture the entire wedding,
including the best man's speech.
He goes on about our struggles to get here.
Yet we are here.
Then it jumps to later on.
Our kids, playing in the yard.
We are sitting on our porch.
And I can't help but think
This is what I pictured
Way back then
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