memory of a love poem

Do I know you?
Whose hand smoothes tears from my face
Whose sure voice cuts to the chase?
Who squeezes my heart in just the right place?

It only hurts a little

Who are you?
Who lets in light, throws curtains wide
Who breaks through my brittle pride?
Who clears the shards that would pierce my hide?

But I put them there

I remember you!
Who swallows the bitter pill?
Who pushes my weakest will?
Who tells the world to go to hell!

Oh yeah, I do

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