by Doug Clore

Created on: December 28, 2009

What do you think my life was like
Before you came along?
Did I dare to dream a love like ours,
Would ever belong to me?

Do you think I lived life alone,
In castles or dungeons strong?
Do you think I had no sweet first love,
Whose memories linger still?

What would you have my life be like
Before you came along?
Would you have it filled only with pain,
Despair choking out every song?

Would you welcome my confession,
Before you no goodness was known?
Or would you rather know the truth
I had a life of my own.

At times I walked along the beach,
Or lay beside a stream.
I gazed in the eyes of my true love.
I promised never to leave.

Before you rush from my loving arms,
Think of your life before me.
It's clear that our  lives have brought us together,
And Because of before,  there's no after.

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