Like a precious small chest
in which you close your jewels,
you remain deep in me.
Previous girlfriends
are swept out of me
like leaves in the wind
and the times with you,
are kept hidden away
in my heart’s photo frame
Even if I am in heaven
or maybe in hell,
nothing can take you
from my heart.
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Well that's what you believe right now, who knows what tomorrow brings and she too joins the ranks of old girl friends, nevertheless the feelings count!