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September 14, 2012
Just when I thought I was moving on,
I felt you near to my bed.
I quickly looked up and saw nothing at all,
I thought I was going out of my head.
That night I went out and had my first date
With a guy who I’d met in the shop.
He’d lost his partner, just like me
So emotions we were able to swap.
I came home thinking, ‘What was the point’
Of bothering to even go out.
I felt so guilty, it was all too soon.
He was as depressed as me, without doubt.
Weeks went by and he hadn’t phoned,
Which did me some good in a way.
As I’d made up my mind to say ‘No thanks’
Had he rung me the very next day.
Then out of the blue I got a call
Which started to make my heart flutter.
He was in a bad way and needed a chat
He said, with a bit of a stutter.
So I went, and I listened with a sympathetic ear.
And saw he wasn’t feeling too good.
But I came home thinking how nice he was
And told him to ring me whenever he could
Well that was the start and we slowly progressed
And climbed out of the pit we were in.
We both had baggage and heartache untold
And nerves that were paper thin.
Now we are married and doing okay
And supporting each other day by day.
It hasn’t been easy, sometimes two steps back
Just as one step was going our way.
But we’re keeping focused and positive together
And come rain or shine, we’ll get through.
Life has to go on, we have no choice
Though I still often think about you.
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