52. Good, Bad, and Ugly
Took me years to realize that love isn't glitter or gold.
Nor is it like romantic songs new or old.
It isn't chills down the spine making one frozen and cold.
Nor is it about having someone that fits the mold.
Whether sinking or floating, it's about having a hand to hold,
In this cruel world that's often stolen and sold.
Like pieces of puzzle fitting together snuggly,
It's about being there for each other through the good, bad, and even the ugly.
-Rithin.
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