Ride with me. Ride. For if you are dry I will be rain. If you are soaking I will be a hearth blaze. Ride with me. Ride. For when we come to the gates, I have safe passage... and I can take you through, my love. Ride with me. Ride. Chose life. Chose me. Ride.
You're my kind of forever, a quarter mile at time, rinse repeat. What else could eternity be?
One of us, that's what you are, that is family, that is for life, that is our forever, that is our promise. Welcome to ride or die.
This entire universe is "ride or die," because staying on to fight in higher levels and protect creation is voluntary. So, I say ride, be a hero, man and woman up.
Real love is a protector, a defender, a ride-or-die connection that stays with you for always and in all ways. It is raw and it will roar for you if required. It will stay with you in quietness and be your comfort. Real love will celebrate with you, and raise you up. Real love will be okay with your sadness and kiss the scars you hide from others. It is rare. Treasure it. Keep it as long as live. For real love is the greatest blessing heaven can give.
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