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Well, she didn't look as pretty as some others I have known, and she wasn't good at conversation when we were alone, but she had a way of making me believe that I belonged, and it felt like coming home when I found her.

She seemed to be so proud of me just walking, holding hands, and she didn't think that money was the measure of a man, and we seemed to fit together when I held her in my arms, and it left me feeling warm, when I loved her.

Because she brightened up the day like the early morning sun, and she made what I was doing seem worthwhile—It's the closest thing to living that I guess I've ever known, and it made me want to smile, when I loved her.

I know some of us were born to cast our fortunes to the winds, and I guess I'm bound to travel down a road that never ends, but I know I'll never look upon the likes of her again, and I'll never understand why I lost her.