She is me, and I am her. Without her, there is no me. Without me, she would not be The way she is, for 'tis only me That sees her as she was meant to be: Seen fair and true. Yet noone, not even You, See her as I do! She is my angelic saviour, and my only love; Now, and forever!
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem to a girl I was extremely infatuated
with and whom I continue to think of ever-so dearly despite
the fact that I no longer yearn for her love.
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