Mysterious Paths

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Proudly loving means hearts will be broken, in chorus, Eras close. Life goes on. The nature of the journey we all walk. You're a real 1 there is no doubting that. Indeed the best people in life are free.

Tomorrow brings mystery, I find building myself a treat. Our poetry may have helped an evolution for you and I. You must know this maybe a dream, but I am not pretending. My whole life I have been cursed with a blight of others thinking I am kidding when I am not.

It must stem from my personality, maybe others think I don't take myself seriously enough. I can't seem to escape it, however time reveals the truth from the bluff. I am a real 1 too. My fear is I understood too late. I should have kept a better care of myself, allowing stagnation to become to great.

We are always alone, your place in the world is not a question any longer. You have spread love, cheer, virtual hugs across the world. Your time to shine is far from over. For better or worse, I know what is real, my true blue love for you.

I am not sorry.

This love will not lull, nor fade with time. I will stay, and wait forever if that is to be my fate. Rebuilding myself anew, will be my work. I will live well, and show up for myself in this vow. My hope one day is you find by my side a nice place to be. Understanding your happiness, and heartbreak has a home with me.

A new dawn approaches. I have come a long way, I know I must continue forgiving myself.

As a girl wise beyond her years wrote: I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on.

Dreams are built from pieces of reality, I must admit daring to pretend, in make believe has the ability to move mountains, in reality. The truth is we are all kings and queens in this world somehow. Finding your home, your place, your spot, is the great adventure of life. Sometimes you think you're aces and there again, restarting down a path unexpected.

You may call this a manuscript, but in truth it is a tribute to my eternal love. 1 mans quest to show others who he is, to understand a journey back to himself. Placing faith in fate, that he hasn't missed the goddess of timing, in turn for the 1 he waits. I suppose it is not mine or yours, but the story of us.

I lay my pride at the door. I find truth perhaps I was never truly given an honest opportunity. Not by you, but by myself, and the thought tears me up inside. If I don't show up for me, no one else will. I could never ask 1 to join a sinking ship. This draws a tear down to my lips.

'Cause I'm just a man, trying to find a place in this world.

Forever, Ever, and Evermore,
Aaron Baker

PS. While everyday is a battle, every night I dream. I will make a better tomorrow, I dare to believe. I am a handyman, and part of pain is letting go of it. Dare to be wrong, dare to be strong, indeed life goes on.

1 Loves Path Dedicated 4 Taylor Alison
11ov3 Aaron David
May a Swift Baker castle be the story of us.