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I know there was a time in my life before you.
Before you invaded my soul, stole my heart, and brought beauty into my life. But when I think about my life before you - I hardly remember anything at all. From the moment we first met, I knew you would become the love of my life. It was in the words you spoke, the cocky smile, your beautiful soul, the beat of your heart. The path you walked, the gear you rocked differed from mine, but still I fell. You were the for me when nobody else even heard my sobs. You reassured me, making sure I kept my head up. With my head held high and your words ringing in my ears, I had the faith to step up to the mic. All I had to do was keep an image of you in my head and I knew I could do anything. I don't remember when I fell, but isn't that how it always is? You seduced me with that gentle voice and from that first touch, I knew nobody else's touch could compare. I had crushes and puppy loves before ; but never a real, passionate, burning love like this. You showed me a new side of life and as you showed me the different faces in the different places, I knew from then on I could only see the world through your eyes. You inspired a whole generation, created a new nation, and still you keep on - ever-changing, but to me? You'll always be my first love. We've had our falling outs, we're not perfect and there are certain parts of you I love more than others. Sometimes I stray, but I never go too far and at night, I'm always by your side. You inspired a change in me and those who knew me from day one will attest to that. Your mannerisms began to blend with my own, your style was copped by me, even the words I used begain to evolve into your language. In the end, it became clear for everyone to see - I was your girl and you were the love of my life. As I sit writing these words, I realize all I ever needed was you and an open road 'cause I know you'll show me all there is to see and tell me all the words I need to hear.
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