She was afraid to love me at first
I think it probably scared her
She was the type to like things
That were concrete, like the ocean
Something the you could point to
And know exactly what it was
I think that’s why she always struggled
With loving someone, she couldn’t touch it
She couldn’t hold on to it
And be sure it will never change
But I taught her something else
That love doesn’t change, it changes you
Now she’s so proud to say
My love for her has always been true

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