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you gave me wings and made me fly;
you touched my hand, i could touch the sky.
i lost my faith, you gave it back to me.
you said no star was out of reach;
you stood by me and i stood tall.
i had your love, i had it all.
im grateful for each day you gave me.
maybe i dont know that much,
but i know this much is true …
i was blessed because i was loved by you.
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when you first met, he was younger than you; it was painfully obvious, in his shy smiles and quiet demeanor, the way he hunched his shoulders and called you ‘hyung’ – because you were older, because you were his sunbae, you were even taller than him.
those were, as you’ve come to call them, the good old days.
now, however, he commands the respect you have forgone for the sake of an image - korea’s little brother, his brother to mercilessly tease - also an image, but it’s not the same. he is proud, tall, confident–
and for this you don’t tell him that you miss when he was younger than you. you can joke and tease him back, but in all seriousness you cannot tell him that you loved him better when he was young, because even if you loved him better then, you love him enough now not to hurt him so. [x]
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