A Rhyme

I may not know your truths or lies,
But I will try.
I know your patterns,
And I know your ways.
Hurt me you will-
but love you,I will,
I stumble upon,
Yesterday's fickle passions;
Today my conviction is clearer,
To me-
Everyday you grow,but dearer.

PS - Please excuse the obvious simplicity of the poem.
This(and many) is inspired by my all time favorite person.
You know who you are. (heart)

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