My god, how I love her.
I don't know why I love her though.
My heart didn't give me a choice I suppose.
But... I adore her taste, her smell, her voice.
Her.
Every little detail I know.
The way she bites her lip, the way she walks, talks
All her quirks and such.
How could I not love her, I merely not know why.
But that night my friends, which that nightmare plagued me
That night where all was lost and nothing found
When I felt the cold touch of oblivion
And lost the warmth of purpose and ambition
It was her who I saw.
And it was her whom I love with all my heart.
But best of all, she loves me.
And I rescued her from the same fate.
I rescued her from a nightmare.
Her nightmare.
And filled her life with music, love and friendship
As she filled my life purpose, love, passion
But also hope.
My friends I suppose what I am trying to say is;
It is funny how one discovers love through nightmare.














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Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you I had no control over.
Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate.
Love me for me.
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Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you I had no control over.
Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate.
Love me for me.
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