The Day You Find Love

You were the beginning of my life

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There were days without you,
back before I was me, back
before you saved me from me.
I was young then, but worn out,
ragged, the man who always lived
on fire, but was as cold as Irish sod
on the inside.

I couldn’t understand why you
loved me back then, why anyone
could love me… why me, what can
she see in me I can’t see in myself.

The one with me then needed
everything, but gave nothing,
whatever love I gave her
bouncing off like a fist
against steel… and I thought
it must be me, I must be
one who cannot be loved.

You found me, you followed me,
you held my hand on a slow walk
to a small café, and that was
the beginning of everything good
in my life, that warm hand
melting such a cold man’s heart.

So many years ago now…
it is never the day you
are born where life begins…
you only become you
the day you find love.