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What I found when I met you,

was someone I was not used to.

A happy person locked inside,

that long ago found it's demise.

I found a me lost long ago,

a me that I now barely know.

Trapped within my memories,

a heart once both gentle and free.

A me that I missed very much,

a me that loved the winds cool touch.

Who didn't care what others thought,

who'd take her time to reach the top.

Whose love was there only for you,

would face all trial's we'd go through.

What I found when I met you,

was a love I know will always be true.