I Did Not Exist Before I Met You

You ask me if I’ve ever loved another, I tell you I have not and I speak true. For how could I, when love of you defines me? Preceding that, lived one you never knew. … I did not exist before I met you. Not the me you know and love in kind. You who’ve shaped and nurtured and so changed me, That who I am and love of you are twined. … The person I called I back then, was different, A state to which I never can return. The me that did not know you, was a stranger, And who they loved is none of your concern.