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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