Once A Person..
Once I met him,
I fall for his kindness.
Once I see in his eyes,
I fall for how he looked in my eyes.
Once I went in front of him,
I fall for his good intentions.
Once I checked to speak of myself,
I’m crazy about how he described me.
Once I complained about my fear,
I loved how he tried to make me fearless.
Once I trusted him,
I admired for how he didn’t take my advantage anytime.
Once I asked him about my name,
I’m delighted for how he explained it very well.
Once I was slipping,
I cherish for how he holds my hand.
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