Precious

When we first met..
Precious.
That's what it was.
Laughter, tears, smiles and so much pain.

Acquaintances we started off.
Hellos and goodbyes exchanged nothing more.

Friends we then became.
Talked everyday.

Love decided that it would be okay.
Cupid struck his arrows.

We didn't know how it would turn out.
Precious is what we claimed it to be.
Love and Lust?
Nothing more than desires of curiosity.

When it was all said and done.
Precious is what we called it.
Precious is how it should stay.
Precious is why we still love.

Precious.