A thousands of memories
With thousand of giggles.
I never wanted to stop them,
I still adore her eyes,
The dimples she carries
The lines below her eyes
I wish I could touch her
But now her touch
Feels like poison to me
I was worth enough
To make her love me
And recreate those
Kisses and hugs again
But now
In her eyes
I'm the star
Who she cane never get.
In photographs and memories sweet,
The moments of us we can't repeat,
A love that's burned into our souls,
The memories of us never grow old
But got me shattered into pieces.
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