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Him.


Richard.

A name not known by many,

Not important to most.

But important to me.

Richard,

A young man who swept me off my feet,

Stole my heart,

And taught me how to love.

Not just him,

But myself.

Richard,

A young man

Who is kind,

Open minded,

Caring,

And loving.

He is quiet,

But bold with his words.

He is shy,

But brave in his actions.

Richard,

A young man that showed me

What it meant to be in love.

Who taught me how to be a better person,

To be humble,

To be kind,

And to be generous.

A man that loved me

When I couldn’t love myself.

A man that I loved

When he couldn’t love himself.

Richard. 

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