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The first time I ever saw you, I knew that you were special.
You would not be conformed or molded to fit.
Like a bubble on the seafloor I could tell that you longed for so much more.
So shy and unsure, I felt so far below you but looking back I would have given so much up to have so little with you.
bubble rising so fast heading for the surface light, you forced me to swim up to keep you in my sight.
You unwillingly, unknowingly brought me to the surface.
I could not find you I thought I had lost you until I realized you were everywhere.
Because that bubble in the sea had become the air I lived to breath.
I knew I had to know you, so my time I spent around you.
My mind grew as it tried to keep up with you, I never had that talent, your gift, my desire.
You advanced me beyond what I thought I could ever be and as our friendship grew I too knew, my feelings for you were more than true.
I thank you for everything you put me through.
Without it I must say I would not be who I am today.
I would never have it any other way.
You would not be conformed or molded to fit.
Like a bubble on the seafloor I could tell that you longed for so much more.
So shy and unsure, I felt so far below you but looking back I would have given so much up to have so little with you.
bubble rising so fast heading for the surface light, you forced me to swim up to keep you in my sight.
You unwillingly, unknowingly brought me to the surface.
I could not find you I thought I had lost you until I realized you were everywhere.
Because that bubble in the sea had become the air I lived to breath.
I knew I had to know you, so my time I spent around you.
My mind grew as it tried to keep up with you, I never had that talent, your gift, my desire.
You advanced me beyond what I thought I could ever be and as our friendship grew I too knew, my feelings for you were more than true.
I thank you for everything you put me through.
Without it I must say I would not be who I am today.
I would never have it any other way.
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