He was always around, a family friend.
When I was only seven, I knew he was the one for me.
Strong and gentle, good and true.
Later I questioned. Weren’t there more appealing options in the world?
I became distant. Broke his heart. But still he stayed.
One day I realized, there’s no better love.
I came back for good.
When I think of us now, it’s a jumble of memories, moments, good times and hard.
Sometimes I wonder how he puts up with me.
But he loves me, CRAZY loves me, in a way I can hardly understand.
When I think of all that’s best in me, I see him.
He’s chased my heart every step of my life.
This is my love story–
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