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In answer to "Love doesn't care About where you slept The night you ran away From home" |
| My love is not an expectation. My love is the appreciation Of all the ways You have made my life richer My love is the promise Of never forgetting How you gave me What was yours to keep Your Sunday morning touch Your Friday night look Your afterglow whisper Your strength in the breakdown Your kindness for a stranger So take my love and stow it away To brace you in the moments of doubt And never doubt my love For I freely gave you, my love, What was mine to keep |