I'll whisper it once more and again:
I loved you more for being my friend.
Romantic phrases had their place,
But I loved your laugh, your kind face.
I swooned as you swept me off my feet,
But loved better when in hard times we'd meet.
You were gallant, the whole globe you rose above,
But understanding, hearing ears won my love.
I'll whisper it once more and again:
I loved you more for being my friend.
- Eliza Woodhouse
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Welcome to the story of my life.
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