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Love

Love
No other little four letter word
Has ever meant so much
Or, to some, so very little
You see I believe
Everyone thinks of love
At least once in their so called
Meaningful existence
But their opinion of love
Is as different and unique
As the tips of their very fingers
Some think of love
And see the whole nine yards
A husband and family
Standing behind that freshly painted
White picket fence
So often only dreamed about
Others think of love
And can't help but to picture
Themselves forever burning
In the pits of hell itself
For they have come to believe
That to be in love is to be in hell
Many manage to find
A median between the two extremes
They believe that their perfect person
Is out there to be found
But at the same time
Understand that they may never meet
Or live their happily ever after dream
But I . . . I think of love
And all I can do is picture you
Because in you I've found
All the love and meaning
I'll ever need to make my life complete
For you know that there have been
Many people to come and go in my life
And all the time claim to love me
But you . . . you were true
From the very beginning
And still to this day
You have never given me a single reason
To doubt your love
For your love has touched me in a way
I never thought possible
When I met you
I was ready to crash and burn
I had come to accept
That there was to be no peace in my life
Unless I took matters into my own hands
But your friendship alone saved me
Then things changed
And our feelings grew into love
Something that can only be described
As that once in a lifetime kind of love
Love that gave me a reason
To rebuild my life
And for the first time I felt
I had something real to live for
You've changed me
For what I believe to be the best
Because now I am the person
I thought I'd never aspire to become
After all I had encountered
All the pain, the lies and deception,
The walls around my heart
That had almost permanently
Became my comfort zone
To go through all of that
I was sure that strong, courageous,
Passionate and full of life
Would never describe me
But you changed all of that
You made me into the person
You fell in love with
And the person I needed to be
To in turn fall deeply
In love with you

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