Hand still shaking from the day it was brought to her small wrist.
A silver bracelet engraved a promise to always remeber your kiss.
Lost in deep eyes is loose what I say.
Talkings not so easy I stutter away.
Never as easy as you thought.
Out of control an why we fought.
Quitting was hard I gave it all I could.
Managed to slip up an mess this for good.
Last remains love between you and me.
An end or the begining of what were destine too be
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