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Seven Hundred Seventy-Five

I've never felt real worthy
of a true and lasting love.
Then you came across my path,
an angel from above

You brought fresh meaning to my life.
And a love, at first I did not see.
So slowly. my eyes were opened,
and I realized what could be.

We fell into each other's life,
entangling like a vine.
A new person, you helped me to be,
and a feeling heady, as if drinking wine.

A relationship, so intense,
who thought it'd mean so much.
My daily, no,  hourly longings,
for your smile, your thoughts, your touch.

Days and weeks move on, we know.
But, I never anticipated this end.
Though all in all, I'm glad to say,
I will always be your friend.

Now looking back, I counted the days,
775 wonderous days in all.
And I'm thankful for each and every one.
From that Summer, to fateful Fall.