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2010-08-19 | |
Once, upon my story, there was me,
One, who thinks his life isnāt as you see.
This part will tell exactly how I feel
When sheās close, close enough to steal.
We were young when we first met
But old enough to not forget,
There were sparks, we were alike,
I thought itās safe to say āI likeā.
But that was then, we soon broke up,
We were young, no tears to drop,
We moved on, apart for years,
When we rememberedā¦ still no tears.
In this time we made new friends,
New relations and new trends,
But one day, so long from then,
Fate made us to meet again.
She had someone, I had too,
Then our past was passing thru,
We remembered something hid,
How we felt, all we did.
But our friends wonāt let us be,
Then, thereās distance you donāt see,
We both knew we wouldnāt last,
We moved on, we had our past.
Still, I know thereās more to find,
Even now sheās on my mind,
After all I said above,
I think itās safe to say āI loveā.
Time plays tricks, fate has plans,
Maybe, soon, weāll have our chance.
I know love, no need to worry,
Ends this chapter of my story.
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