You Proved Me
From the moment I saw you from behind the glass, I knew I would dedicate myself to you.
I tried to fight this urge, this want of wanting to be near you. I kept asking myself “Why? Why must you be in every feeble spot of my mind?” This annoyance grew so harsh I wanted to push you away.
Before I knew it, you proved to me again as to why you became my world. I’ll never question again, my dedication to you.
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