If I hadn't met you, I would not have known what it meant to be in love, the meaning of three little words, which you used to say so effortlessly daily when it has taken me ages to even utter those little words.
If I hadn't known you, I would never have understood what true companionship meant, the nights spent all talking, watching movies and fighting like hell.
If I hadn't loved you, I would never have known this sinking feeling that comes when I hear someome criticise you though you are no longer mine to own or to defend.
