She,
loved me.
Truly,
loved me.
I hadn't,
felt such emotion.
Never,
actually thought such,
was real.
But,
she loved me.
It,
was so,
intoxicating.
It,
altered everything,
within my energy.
It,
made me,
feel.
All,
cause,
she loved me.
I used to,
wonder why.
Sometimes,
such a wonder,
would make me cry.
As if,
I wasn't good enough,
as I.
But still.
She loved me.
She,
loved me,
till the moment she died,
at 85...
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