What would i give to see you again,
to feel the soft touch of your mane,
the excitement in my life has begun to wane,
for your face is no longer there to stay,
that face that is always glowing,
your soft skin that will not stop shining,
your hands that i cant stop holding,
or your body that i cant stop admiring,
i fall at the sound of your sweet laughter,
knowing that you will not be mine forever,
but the time i held your hands i'll remember,
so long ago has my heart felt this fever,
the face that smiles now smiles for another,
freezing my heart like that of a murderer,
i have nothing to compare your face with another,
now that i know that your smile can only keep warmer,
i'm going to miss,
those memories that i wish,
will last until the end of time,
when i thought you were mine.
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