You were lonely.
I was forsaken.
You had few friends.
I could count my chums by the fingers.
You had your own childhood issues.
My childhood was in turmoil.
You lost your father when you were 4 years old.
I lost my mother when I was 6.
You had a cranky stepfather who never cared.
I had a virago for a stepmother.
You were afraid of the dark.
I’m still afraid of the dark.
You were on top of your class.
I made some people believe I was brilliant.
You are an unbelievably faithful lover.
I had a vision of making my first last.
Your relationship faltered anyway.
I failed to save even the friendship.
You lost your way into the dark.
I was groping in the same darkness.
You found me at the end of the tunnel.
I knew it was fate that drew us together.