Is it strange to hear me say i love you?
It is not the romantic kind of love, but it is love
There was a piece of myself missing
There were so many pieces missing
And i didn't even know it
Until i found them again in you
And suddenly i am more because of you
You don't need to say anything in return
I know how you feel, and that is enough
But don't shy away or retreat when i say
You are beloved of me, my cherished one
You are the tether to my wandering soul
You are the anchor to my fugitive heart
You are dearest to me
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