Sweet Girl For A Ruthless Billionaire
When time finally ages,
And our hair turns white like snow on a mountain top,
Our love will remain intact,
Flowing like a calm river, towards the sea of hope.
In every wrinkle of your face, There are stories of laughter and tears,
About the long road we traveled together,
Carving memories in the memory that will never fade.
With you, I found a home, Where this heart always wants to go home.
In every second we spend, We build our own little world,
filled with simple, yet meaningful happiness.
And when dusk finally falls, We'll sit together at the edge of time,
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