Her ex might've been there when she had a smile that went with her eyes,
But I was there when she smiled from ear to ear, when she was dying laughing at my jokes.
I was there when she was at her lowest, when she was still in despair of the breakup with said ex.
I was there for her when no one else was, I listened when no one believed her pain.
I understood her, and she understood me.
I could ramble on and on about her.
I love every chance I get to talk about her, it's like I'm a kid talking about my imaginary friends.
She's everything I could possibly need, she has not once degraded or belittled me.
With her, I know my worth. She makes sure I get what I deserve and I love her incredibly for it.
What I hate, is her first approval was wasted on a cheater.
What I adore, is she gave him a chance.
Someone I loved, turned to be a traumatic lover.
With her, I was able to heal.
I can only imagine what holds again for us in the future.
And yet, it's only her and I in the end that remain my final wish in any universe.
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B my Valentine, Valentina
PoetryThis is a story of how I came across an online friend, who will forever be my favorite, live in my heart, and hopefully be mine forever. This story will be updated when I feel the need to do so; when she makes me happier than ever. Which is most lik...
