Chill ran down my spine,
as cloud nine takes place.
Is this what it is?
Flashbacks flashed forward,
teenage years brought back to life,
tugging those heartstrings.
Tossing side to side,
missed, crestfallen, love and hate,
capricious heart dwells.
Yet for you, it's not.
As hostile words echoes in,
'tis the damn reasons.
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