From first kiss, to first cry
From rendez-vous, to bittersweet goodbye
The feeling that arises when hands are held
A shiver through my spine which I never felt
Trust was broken, hearts were shattered
Here i lay, in pieces, scattered
"Maybe all realistic wishes are nor more appropriate glanses; revelations of uncommon needs
And as light you shimmer in a magical alliance,
Revealing the inner neverending strength"
Two hearts no longer beating as one
Farewell my true love, for you always were my all.
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