Waiting
I've never been so worried or sad,
or angry or anxious or mad,
than when I first knew I loved you.
I had been hurt a lot before,
physically, verbally, maybe a little more,
and I didn't want you to be the same.
The look in your eyes,
it was such a lovely surprise,
I could feel that you loved me, too.
Now, here we are,
oh, how we've come so far,
I love you, forever and always, more every day.
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