I opened this poem I started in 2022,
To my surprise, it was blank
If I were writing to myself, I would understand why.
I never knew love until July 27, 2025,
That day, I found love in every twist and turn, in every word and smile.
That day, love embraced me with a fullness I had yet to experience.
That day, I knew it would be you.
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