So many memories
So little regret
So many tears to cry
So little eyes to wet
Memories built up to your height
regreting all the messed up tries
Wet eyes
and a sore heart
make for a delayed start
A warm smile
and a welcoming laugh
make the pain worth the while
To hear your name
my heart skips a beat
making my eyes and smile leap
Don't mistaken me for a quiter
Mistaken me for a believer
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