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I've spent years being envious
of couples walking along
holding hands,
wanting to know that feeling.

They wear smiles
as they stroll in the sunshine
while I hide in the shade,
my face in the shadows of sadness.

I dream of love but sometimes

I wonder if my hopes
are just fantasies,
too far-fetched to come true.

Until you changed my outlook
and proved that romance is not dead;
my heart has found a home
for the first time in a long time.