In the quiet whispers of the night,
When shadows dance with fading light,
I see your face, a beacon clear,
Reminding me to persevere.

Through storms and trials, hand in hand,
Together we will firmly stand,
For love’s a journey, not a race,
And in your heart, I’ve found my place.

When doubts and fears begin to rise,
I’ll look into your steadfast eyes,
And there I’ll find the strength anew,
To never give up, to always pursue.

So here’s my vow, my solemn plea,
To cherish you eternally,
For love, when true, will always find,
A way to stay, a way to bind.