That woman I know

Once I met a woman. She was so strong, so beautiful. I was in love, indeed. Her look, her warmth, her smell. The way she waited for me. And I waited for her, for so long! It is so that I fell in love with her before I even knew her.
We lived together. A long time, also. She made me know things. Experiment. We had our ups and downs. In our particular lives. Between us. And, even so, we never got caught in the temptation of just stop trying. We're tied from the very first beggining.
We may not be doing so well lately, but I still miss her. I still love her.
Mom, please, don't give up on me!

With love,
your son