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I meet you eight years ago
When I was still wild and free
Yet you still loved me then
Even though I couldn’t see
I couldn’t see your love
Because you didn’t want me to know
But it was still right there
Even though you wouldn’t let it show
And now when my oats were sown,
By an accident that nearly took my life
That one sowed them all
As I came to and realized how much strife
That I had caused in so many peoples lives
I looked and found you
One to which I hadn’t done to much harm
And I found that you still loved me true
Now we are planning a trip
One that you would make
One that I hope goes well
For both our sakes
This has become something
That I am looking forward to
And am taking part in planning
Through this trip, I will prove my love is true
Even though you already know it
I wish to make an emphasis on that
The fact is it’s so damned true
And I wish to emphasize that
~Chrystal
Written on
June 22, 2011
