How did I know you had to be strong,
Because I am your weakness
How did I know you had to be up High,
Because I am your addiction
How did I know you had to be lonely,
Because I am your whole
How did I know your heart had to be aching,
Because mine is breaking
How did I know you had to be smiling,
Because I am thinking about you
How did I know your day had to be joyful,
Because my lips witness with a smile
And how do I know you cannot be leaving,
Because I am your home.
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Oh, this is terrfic, breathtaking, in simple themes of self and the other 'and how do I know you cannot be leaving, because i am your home.' Yes, you have a style that exudes strength and sensitivity, woven in gossamer, wrapped in coconut fibre, resilent. I loved this a lot.