When i look at you the past comes in,
thinking of the good old memories of you and i.
Love is what i feel for you each and everyday, So remember
when your eyes met mine right from the very first time,
now i can't look at them because those eyes made me blind
and the love i once had is somehow gone.
I stare at you for a long time looking at those
pretty eyes that no longer are.
Staring at those lips that i have kissed, staring
at that pretty face that i have touched, staring at you made
me think that my feelings for you no longer exist.
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