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We meet one Wednesday in the early afternoon

You did not know me for I was really new

I was scared and depressed, but you did not laugh

I was looking for a friend and i found one in You



Come December, though, i trusted  you more

you listened to my troubles, and helped me get past

you said my future can be found in my glass

I was looking for a friend and i found one in You



March is the mo(n)th that nothing is dead

but sick and sad thoughts surged through my head

you listened to them and you helped me get through

I was looking for a friend and i found one in you



In may you opened my eyes to the wonders anew

you took my heart with its love for you

if St. Peter calls I'll walk through hell 'cause

"eros," I said,"has found me with you."

     -written by my boyfriend to me