Remember

Remember when we first met,
That 7th day of Nine.
The look upon my face,
When your eyes met mine.
Our first conversation,
After Holland talked.
Five minutes,
Then you walked.
Our first phone encounter,
confusion everywhere.
Planned a date from scratch,
You were late, I didn’t care
We carved and laughed,
Amongst good dears.
Looking back I smile,
Fighting back the tears.
The first time I knew I loved you,
The time I told you so.
We danced in the rain,
You wanted snow.
Nevermore than friends,
Until the month eleven.
Now I cannot live without,
My little piece of Heaven.

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