Marriage is beautifully difficult.

Two become one, what sense does that make?
How can I truly become one with another,
When I’m unsure of who I am?

The weakness sneaks in when I return to one. Alone. Again.
The strength comes from a commitment. A vow. A promise.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow a commitment. A vow. A promise.

I am now not meant to be alone.
I am now created to be with her and her with me.
In beautiful difficulty.

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