Don't doubt that for an instant.

Perhaps she loved me, in her own way, as I loved her, in mine. But we didn't know one another. Perhaps because I never allowed her to know me, spent our lives like two strangers who see each other every single day and greet one another out of politeness.

On this day for the rest of time,
This special day the sun will shine,
For in my heart love will radiate,
For someone's changed me,
For the rest of time,
Especially on this day,
I love you .

Something worth remembering, something worth treasuring.

Given we are granted enough time, it could really be something special. We lose friendships along the way and although they will never be replaced or forgotten, good things (special things) do come out of it. Even if it feels as if we've lost a whole chunk of our lives.