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It’s not the first time it has happened,
As she walks, all by herself…alone.
It’s not the first time her heart’s been broken,
Or twisted, or crushed, or squeezed.
“It’s not you…It’s me.”
How many times has she heard that before?
“It just can’t work out.” They all say,
“That’s ‘cause you don’t even try!” was all she’d reply.
What’s wrong with me? She thought.
The answer was simple. Nothing.
She was spontaneous, mesmerizing.
But most importantly, unlucky in love.
That’s what she was.
Sighing deeply, she walked the streets,
The cold December streets of Times Square.
Five minutes to the New Year, and it will all be forgotten.
A new Beginning is all she hoped for.
It wouldn’t be that hard, right?
Same as every time, some strangers…some not
Kissed one another, as the clock struck midnight.
‘Alone again’ she thought,
Who knew that she would be proved wrong?
She turned to her side by surprise,
To meet the stranger who had caused that.
The stranger, whose lips greeted her cheeks,
Just when the clock struck 12.
They both smiled at each other,
To her it could’ve been the same.
It could’ve been just like the others…but no.
She could see a promise in those eyes.
A passion that was waiting…maybe for her?
A promise which looked like it could never be broken.
And that has made all the difference.
And it wasn’t that hard, right?