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I can remember the first day i met her, with the address on the newspaper 15th of February. That day we spent together was sublime it will never leave my thoughts. she was the love, the hate of my life i feared the days after that perfect day that she would leave me for that other man, him the man who ruined it. why did he do this it must of been him, it must of. that day was the best day she was beautiful, kind, sweet and best of all she was mine. Even the way she took the smoke, the way she said my name.. my name.